When a small child you have never met
picks up her foot to step off a curb
and into rush-hour traffic
approximately thirty feet from where you are sitting,
right now,
idly drinking your iced coffee
and letting the pattern of the metal patio chair beneath you
imprint itself onto your thighs,
and you look up from your newspaper just in time
to see [...]
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BACK IN THE DAY, THE CURE FOR INSANITY WAS TO HAVE A HOLE DRILLED IN ONE'S SKULL TO LET ALL THE CRAZY OUT. SOME DAYS I LAUGH AT THIS CHILDISH LOGIC. OTHER DAYS I'M ALL, "HOW DO I GET IN ON THIS? I'M WILLING TO SIGN A WAIVER." Contents
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