Monday, December 28, 2009


there's a raccoon out there with your name on it. literally: your name is scrawled on his belly, in mud. he has functioning dupes of your housekeys, carved out of bark, by a deer. and some nights--not all, or even most, but some--when you're asleep, he comes into your house, and he uses your toothbrush.


Blogger Django said...

what I want to know is: what's in it for the deer?

December 29, 2009 at 5:21 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Get dat raccoon!!

December 29, 2009 at 6:32 AM  

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