On the mantle above the kitchen door Wendy had red and blue fish in two glass cylinders only days earlier. The red fish jumped out of a bowl while she was refilling the water. It fell a few feet, hit the floor and gasped. Wendy picked it up, put it back, and, after it died, flushed it down the toilet.
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daniil kharms, worth noting if not yet noted, kay?
this summer in a sailboat
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