Vivian, you write:
“You can’t ever reach perfection but on tippy toes with one of those long-arm-plastic-grabber-things you can sometimes find at the dollar store, you might snag a top shelf whiskey.”
This one I remember, from the first time around. This is my second time on the piece. I get a strong memory when I read (present tense; lone ‘e’) this one: It is the third in the series. Of written breaths, or samples, or…. Beats. Gotta go.
