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PURCHASE THE DIGITAL COLLECTION (2013)
David Fraser McTaggart
B. 6.24.32 Vancouver, B.C. / D. 3.23.01 Perugia, Italy
Thanks all for your condolences and kind thoughts.
Since Max Mackie's passing, the bereaved ladies—my two cats—have been putting brave faces into bowls of late-night tuna. Every night I’ve been buckling to their picket line demands for special treats. They pace and circle, shark-like were it not for the toenails clicking. Click click—We can’t sleep unless you—click click—no rest for the weary and bereaved until you—click click click—what’s that: the refrigerator door? Why is it closed? You don’t suppose—click click click click click—there’s any water-packed tuna left in there? Click click—satisfied saliva. And then the three of us to bed, where I’ll read Moby Dick until sleep comes, pillowed in the faint aroma of dolphin.
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