Stories on the back-burner come over again to say hello and I say hi, come in. Lets spend the afternoon together. Someone calls it the path of least regret. But who knows where it will go? In the bin? The refining fire? The publisher’s in or out tray? The best seller’s list? No matter, for now, for I live presently, on the present thing.
The path of least regret
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