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Things will be different.
No one will lose their sight,
their hearing, their gallbladder.
It will be all Catskills with brand
new wrap-around verandas.
The idea of Hitler will not
have vibrated yet.
While back here,
they are still cleaning out
pockets of wrinkled
Nazis hiding in Argentina.
But in the next galaxy,
certain planets will have true
blue skies and drinking water.
-Ruth Stone
Sometimes I want to talk about how much I love Sam Anders. But when I open my mouth, only this weird gurgling sound comes out. And I can’t type because my arms are busy flailing all over the place.
Basically my love for Sam Anders outstrips the human ability to communicate.