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Love letter (Lyric) by zodiac

Hey bellwether, you've been letting days run by untended-to, when but for wanting some small pleasure I'd have held this ship together. Hey lackadaisy, say, Don't shake the baby, don't break us with light. Now the phone is ringing, the porch door's swinging my back 'cross a blaze of night.

zodiac 18-Nov-05/10:08 PM
THE STORY OF HAP

After a disastrous stint as an exchange student in Mexico with his ex-girlfriend Claire, Hap returns to grad-school in Orlando, is taken to north Georgia in a botched carjacking, meets his future wife Katie, gets nabbed in a crooked speed trap, moves to Chicago, completely dissolves his marriage, rebuilds it, meets his doppelganger, finds religion, and loses it again. All of these parts exist, though mostly not in a form I'd be proud to show people. Despite the similarities, his life is nothing at all like mine, except that we've been to all the same places.

Currently, Hap's a soil-scientist with a grown daughter on a Fulbright grant to Jordan. His life's about to be changed by a suicide bombing in a Starbucks (he is unharmed) and his daughter's relationship with an Arab. If he's not a feature film (in the Lost in Translation vein) within five years, I'll eat my dishdash.




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