Nov/Dec 2018 • Vol. XL No. 6 Getting and Spending |

Market Day II

I slapped my chickens with a ruler as they looked at their privates— they were ashamed and walked as if they were kings. I had punctured the chest of the cavity rooster. My dog was licking my ankles and giving me wedding rings. It was too much to care— so I took money from women by pretending that I was a husband and then left my dog in my place when I woke up in their beds. I saved dimes in their mouths, though, and then I’d pull their chains— I’d pretend that I was the tooth fairy then take all their money.

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I slapped my chickens with a ruler as they looked at their privates— they were ashamed and walked as if they were kings. I had punctured the chest of the […]

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