hello, who’s a dragonfish?

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The Arkansas Fluke

I ate the wrong crawfish on my first float trip.  It really wasn’t wrong, but eating it raw sure was.  A specialized blood test found a lung fluke eating me from the inside out.  I didn’t like this because women don’t generally like men with parasites in their lungs.  I was scared that I’d have this fluke in my lungs for twenty years.  Then a secondary infection led to the removal of fifty percent of my left lung.  After six weeks I went home, I was feeling like myself.  Now I drive a pick-up.  I like that, it looks pretty. 

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“My first poem was a bolt from the blue… it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence… it filled me with soul satisfying joy.”

— William Carlos Williams

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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