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Convenience Store of Dreams
I always dream about the same convenience store. It’s a sort of mental CVS, large and bright white. I once met Lin Manuel Miranda in it near the children’s jewelry section. -
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Last night I dreamt of my dead grandmother.
It was a deam within a dream, as it always is. -
An election reflection: Raising the dead
The shouting, the joyous shouting
I didn’t expect it but here we are
People line the streets, screaming and cheering
We lean out the windows, outside and united, united, un-tied
After months of nail biting waiting, we are free!