Itch Till It Hurts

The itch is unbearable, so Cathreen goes on steroids, takes the cats, and leaves me in an empty house. Adventures. “The Missing Itch of Dreams.” Love, Recorded.

Here’s an excerpt:

There aren’t even those littler bodies walking around purring, demanding.

Come back this weekend, I tell her. The weekend passes.

Thanks to all those who keep following the column!


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