As if we could. As if the solution to every problem is a man who can sharpen your dullest kitchen knives at the farmers market, or the sandwich you made on Monday but that you forgot on Tuesday was supposed to keep your gut happy, or a pillow in the shape of cheese strings is less pathetic than one in the shape of a swan, or the leave entry form you filled in with the words No Leaves Taken = more hours called Vacation— As if we are allowed.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.