I’m thinking of the business of dying and it’s not too bad. I have given up trying to be young and am glad. I’m not crying. I’m not buying make-up but am accepting gifts of it from family when they think some rich concoction that may please, will satisfy a birthday wish. A product to use is more appropriate than say—a porcelain dish. I think that I see Kathy Duggan’s Moon* shining in the sky, and all I need is to remember how it was, her moon … Was it different to mine when I was trying to be older…
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