Saturday, March 20, 2021

the new yorker subscription

i stare at my stack of new yorker
magazines.
how do they do it.
writing, writing writing.
they come in the mail
relentlessly.
i have to stop the madness.
i don't have time for this.
so i cancel my subscription.
i'm getting better at ending things.
with magazines
and people.
i call up my father to give him
the bad news.

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