bruce e. miner brad vogler What else is there to do he thought      heavy and lost himself as girls passed with a scent which made him    stop    think purple. You know there's something about young girls- a heavy cost one did him once.          They met and the world went away and the poems came           and really what else is there? Work goes unmissed, most peoples that way too. And now far (enough) away she's at school and he's returned here to school (the one thing he's almost good at.) Sometimes still surprised she calls, steps her stories around (trying) the past. It seems to him that, if she could, she would swallow like swords or burning things all that makes him away.