And monkey did see.

Dearest Precious, wake up. My first deployment had come. However, before this business of war, that May morning, I listened to her 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 chronic bedwetting. Carefully, I inserted a love … Continue reading And monkey did see.