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That Would Be All of It
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163 mArY lYon That Would Be All of It The cause was heart failure, underneath, a feeling of bewilderment. Married twice, once to a man named Bacchus, Mrs. Ryan liked to sew dolls and soft toys. she sought enduring love a little ambivalently. I had to exist apart from them. The trick is not to get frightened. When you’re dancing, don’t look down at your feet. Life unfolded as a kind of scroll. His book was not as realistic as mine. This was just a story to him. He had been unable to hunt down only one flower he sought. More than once he had to be talked down from a bridge, sending out what he called a briefer signal. The odds of survival can be almost insurmountable. I thought the whole point was that we wouldn’t feel stranded. In my innocence I wanted to know everything, have the courage to travel to those dimly lit spaces, the idea of creating a new shadow on earth. It started as a lark but ended as an ostrich. I got tired of passing the houses of my dead friends. They did not always wind up where they intended. ...