One Night with Old Friends Rosemerry 2 hours ago slipping out of the straight jacket of self—what’s left rolls around the floor,reshapes itself as laughter Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest