Sunday, April 09, 2006


Even after such tremendously bad weather late Friday night and early Saturday, the morning came bright and blue and cool, scrubbed new. The dogwood petals were scattered all over the ground. A beautiful day, the clouds piled high up in the sky.


Some of the break-up stories were almost amusingly horrifying. Animal death in two of them. Egads, people. Is it any wonder we're writers?


I'm selling some things on Ebay for my dad, which means fielding several phone calls a day: has anything sold yet? What's the bid up to? Etc. Heaven help me.


Jeffrey Bahr is up to bat at Verse Daily with "Diaspora."

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