CHARLIE
So, Charlie has come from
Haverford : his friends are
all elated. They can each
remember something special.
-
The night the cat toppled the
water tower, made of milk
bottles, pyramid-piled. The
second car in the driveway,
which had locked in the
emergency vehicle, and
whose owner then could
not be found. The pile of
empties, left outside.
-
It's all a vague remembrance,
but the Charlie memories yet
stand. Now HE's a SHE, and
the way things are going, she'll
own the land. Acceptance now
is such an easy thing.
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