The black man who approached from the rear of the gathering at my father's burial looked to be one hundred years old. He was frail, but not bent. He walked haltingly, supported by two black
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Charles Joseph Albert lives with his wife and 3 teenage sons, works as a metallurgist, and only writes when no one is looking. Except maybe his dog.
"The Poison Oak Rash" is in Short Circuit #10, Short Édition's quarterly review.
The histamine rush
from scratching this rash
makes me think that there must
be some really good cash
in selling the shameless
a new herbal boon:
buy a poison oak compress,
and itch till you swoon!
from scratching this rash
makes me think that there must
be some really good cash
in selling the shameless
a new herbal boon:
buy a poison oak compress,
and itch till you swoon!
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