The lack of a single-word infinitive in our language is what is killing me this morning A single word for all infinitives is what God is doing tonight This is just one of many acts to have passed through the garden Previously on this show they put a peacock back together wrong after its demise Something there was in the syntax Poor bird could feel it in his bones Copyright © 2014 by Heather Christle. Used with permission of the author. |
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