My chapbook, The Language of Exile, is available from Main Street Rag. I like to trade chapbooks. I want yours. I want it now ....

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2010-01-27, 1:51 p.m.:
Atticus, home from school sick, playing Age of Empires in bed next to me.

"Are you cold?" I ask him. "Do you want a fleece?"

"No, I'm not cold," he says. "But I AM under attack." Shooting me his sly look.

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