April 26, 2021

I woke up this morning to find Calliope sitting at my dining room table. “If I’d known you were showing up today,” I said, “I would have worn my formal jammies.” “Oh, please,” she said, gesturing to herself. The muse was sitting in my usual chair with her knees tucked up under her chin. She…

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