On Sunday mornings we wake up and exchange greetings over a cup of coffee the New York Times spread between the scrambled eggs
By Mary Louisa Cappelli2 years ago in Poets
About me: The first thing they usually look at is my teeth and mine are pretty gnarly. You see, I got bad teeth from chewing on the 24 x 24 x 24 metal pen I eventually escaped from in Lock Haven, Inglewood.
By Mary Louisa Cappelli2 years ago in Petlife
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