Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
In short story form




















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Sunday, November 23, 2003
 
Get Married?
1-27-1995

A suggestion to marry Sara R of all people. I found her. She was about to get into a car or bus or something. We exchanged a few words, then I said, "You want to get married?" She kind of smiles, and explained how our lives were different and it wouldn't work. She was about to leave when I approached with a hug. She had her head cocked in a funny way at first, then briefly embraced me in a friendly way. Before I knew it she had drawn my lips into a luscious, deep kiss with her. I felt like I had bits of food in my mouth I hadn't yet swallowed from before, that I was trying to suck up, but she didn't care. The kiss lasted forever, and eventually darkness descended.




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