You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Read the whole poem, here.
Posted: 2025 Mar 08
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So…. did you actually try Duffy’s, to see if they lived up to their advertising?
Jim T
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