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I woke up with a spot of blood
over my eye. A scratch
halfway across my forehead.
But I'm sleeping alone these days.
Why on earth would a man raise
his hand
against himself, even in sleep?
It's this & similar questions
I'm trying to answer this morning.
As I study my face in the window.
Raymond Carver, "The Scratch"