12/19/2020

Four True Things about My Recent Encounter with a Clown


The clown was wearing her sweatshirt sleeve as a hat.  

I pointed to the other sleeve hanging empty behind her back.

She laughed and said she needed to consider the poetic possibility of that.

And that is how we came to be known as the Two-Headed Clown.

[LSS, 12/19/20] 

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