0328 Holy Shit

M Michael Shepherd
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jeez I thought here’s this lady I have the greatest respect for and she comes out with this holy crap and holy shit stuff so yesterday I was walking through the winter-wet tufted grass of the field they keep the cows in this year avoiding the cowpatties the outside tap for gumboots is frozen and stopped and looked at one fresh and steaming the way you do and the cow down the field looked at me with that not very enquiring look they have but today it came across as So? and I remembered the milk that morning which had that layer of extra spring cream and the roast beef smell when the kitchen door’s open on a spring day and it all linked up later as I got home and sat contemplating the bathroom fittings as one does and thought holy shit yeah the lady’s right (for Mary and PoHo)

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