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Southern Legitimacy Statement : Only a snow-starched Canadian would consider me, a born-Brooklynite, from the south; though my current Queens neighbors claim I have a country gait. Walleyed I spot him eyeing me, though I can’t gauge any eyes. He’s faint against the ceiling, easily mistaken for gossamer. The bathroom…

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Rich Glinnen : Walleyed : Flash Fiction : April 2019