career advice
so I tell my kids a storya funny story from way back when
but instead of peels of laughter
a solemn silence fills the room
"I will never tell a living soul"
one of them says, her voice quivering
"Mom, are you crying"
the other one whispers and touches my hand
oh well, I guess stand-up
comedy is not for everyone
Poetry by Åsa Andersson
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Written on 2013-11-28 at 08:34




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