And monkey did see.

Dear Precious, wake up. My first deployment has come. But before this business of war, on this May morning, I listened to you snore, scratch and whimper. The hollow room played tricks with the preemptive blue-purple chill of dawn. The room was stale from bodily gases, and unspiritual, from your chronic bedwetting. Carefully, I inserted … Continue reading And monkey did see.