This is a vain piece. I can hear fireworks going off a few blocks down the road, as if a quarrelsome fool was shooting at Saint Nick, penance for never delivering a coveted toy all those years ago. They began at midnight while I drank eggnog and watched A Christmas Story under Christmas tree light, while Chloe,Continue reading “Drink More Ovaltine”
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Anthony Sadler 