A: Migraine, migraine, go away, and please don’t come another day. D: You call that poetry, A? A: Nothing I do is poetry, D – I’m bad at it on a good day, and today is not that day. D: I tremble to ask if you did anything of worth this day? A: Watched theContinue reading “Ordeal by headache”
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The D/A Dialogues 