Well, the reading was ok. I think I read a bit too fast, being a.) the first reader, b.) unaccustomed to my own sense of timing, and c.) kinda nervous (I'm not a good reader! But perhaps someday I will be)... I was glad to see Rohin there, and Al, with his cohorts -- they were all were super gracious about my kind of strange nervous speech patterns. Afterward Rohin and I went looking for a barbecue that we didn't end up finding, but all in all it was a good walk and we wound up someplace more reliable anyway.
Here's a thingamajig.
There is nothing the matter in your chest
Your unbeliever’s heart makes a peculiar sound
when you lay down your head: blood blearing sideways,
like a flood in a basement you think.
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