The Steinach Operation

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NaPoWriMo Day 15

Mules Against Drunk Driving (or M.A.D.D.)

I was out for a jog in the park. But since
I don't jog per se, and I was still
a little hung over, it was more of a
trot really. It was gorgeous out--the sky
a blue only a hangover could see,
and the clouds were moving easily overhead.
It felt like I was in a flying dream, the kind
where you benevolently swoop over rooftops
and baseball fields. I saw a mule-shaped
cloud and thought it would be fun to ride,
but when I put my leg in the stirrup,
I fell down hard onto the sidewalk.


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