Category: dVerse
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If Sparrows Played Bagpipes I made barbecue sauce three days ago. It’s the scotch that makes it historical, wakes everything up with a surprise as if sparrows played bagpipes, so I slick sauce on some ribs, a shimmering that makes me smile like a debutante asked to dance. written for dVerse: Quadrille #6…
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