Author: Prospero Dae

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Sirius

Sirius shone one evening, and I thought about the girl in the white dress with a little dog tucked under her arm.

Why do you cosset that animal so, my love?

Now she engaged in serious conversation with friends.

A valorous volley of muffled barks woke me, or was it my wife’s sibilant snore? Either way, my happiness was not written in the stars.

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The Battle

He spent years in a sanatorium battling metaphors. Later he rented a room on the beachfront. He bought an aquarium because he was never able to see fish in the ocean, even though it was reportedly full of them. One day the aquarium clouded up. He was no longer able to see his precious firefish. His life became clouded. He returned to the sanatorium.

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