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I Ran into This Guy at Moscone Center - J. Hudson
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Last Night I Dreamed of Dr. Fauci
by Carla Pasion
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He was unmasked and speaking to a group
of us gathered to watch a movie. The man behind kept kicking my seat. I couldn’t find my glass of wine. You were in the bathroom. Usually I dream I’ve lost my car on some not quite familiar street, so Doctor Fauci was an improvement. He was jovial, but didn’t quite answer the question some audience member asked concerning his missing mask. Or maybe he did, but I didn’t catch it, what with the kicking and the missing wine and you off in the bathroom. A sense of vague disorder bled into the day. Trivial with a chance of queasy. A typical Tuesday. |
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