Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Alfred's Puppy by CL Bledsoe   I told you that I missed you, that I felt like a fool, that I tried, but you laughed. So I'll tell you about the time you laughed so hard that you wet yourself at Alfred's party and were too drunk to notice. I'll tell you about how everyone else saw it when you bent over to patronize Alfred's puppy. I smiled, and pulled you up into a hug. But you pushed me away and bent over again, so I let you.   Next Poem
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