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Monthly Archives: May 2011

The screens lie dark and silent; cool to the touch.

Music bleats softly from speakers across the room – Floyd one moment, Stan Getz the next.

The youngest of the three reaches over to refill the glasses- the bottle’s empty.

The music stops for a moment – he pulls out a second.

A cube of ice, tablespoon of water and the music resumes.

It’s great to be home.