Cat Writes Our Lives

Cat Writes Our Lives July 9, 2010

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By way of some work I’m doing on All In … Almost (or, “Wow, Obnoxious Much?”), I went and found this poem, which I wanted to (and will) include in the book. It was written by my wife Catherine seven months before she and I were married.

San Francisco

Once, we lived in an old summer house

and you could open the windows

and in would slowly blow

happy ghosts

wave tossed, sunburned

smiling and tired


every so often

my husband and I

while cleaning the tub in the afternoon

or sitting on the front steps

would find

still salty-damp and sandy

one of those old fashioned bathing suits.



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