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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Somewhere Not in the Hills of the Spanish Civil War

I was lying in bed without him, recalling how it used to be before Hemingway ruined it for all of us. There was a shuddering, and the night froze. Now I’m left hanging, forever facing Venus, butt of some juvenile cosmic joke.




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  1. Juvenile Cosmic Jokes. Is there no end to them? :-) Good one, Kymm!

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  2. Always blame it on Hemingway. So much said here, and so much left to say. Nicely done.

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    1. I couldn't resist. Thank you, Tara! Glad you heard so much.

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  3. Those damned cosmic jokes! Never a good punchline!

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  4. I love the damned cosmic jokes and the idea of forever facing Venus. Loved how you handled the prompt! ♥

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  5. Great one. It's a good thing that Hemingway has broad shoulders. You just laid a heavy burden on him.

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    1. Thank you, Thom! lol But isn't yours the one with the shoulders?

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  6. Thanks, Renada! Happy to see you chuckle.

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