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Midnight Poetry

I’m only just a few pages into Billy Collins’s Aimless Love: New and Selected Poems, but I’m already a huge fan. I loved one of the poems so much that I felt compelled to go downstairs in my PJs to … Continue reading

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Mice Suck

Which is more upsetting? That I ended up with mouse poop in my hand today. That it took me a while to realize that I had a handful of mouse poop. That after realizing I had a handful of mouse … Continue reading

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Of Mice and Monsieur Poirot

Said M. Poirot, They fear me, Hastings; the criminals of your England they fear me! When the cat is there, the little mice, they come no more to the cheese! from “The Veiled Lady” How I wish that were true! … Continue reading

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