One day when the bear was out walking, he came to…
…a fissure in the ground and lava around a kingfisher
– no –
…the offices of Vogue and the sound of high heels on a Haussmannian road
– no –
…a criminal investigation on a boat by a very sweaty man with a hand like ham
– no –
my head,
a sudden nod,
and I dread
re-falling asleep,
my dreams seeping in,
re-forming my words instead,
while I read
to my daughter
before bed.
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