Carla stumbled out of the bathroom and flopped back into bed as dawn’s light painted her bedroom curtains. She mumbled a stream of expletives about the hour and rolled over until she was cocooned within her blankets. That’s when she noticed the stationery with scrawled writing. She didn’t recall seeing […]
Writing
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The Swing of Things Have we come to the point of no turning back Or is it still time to get into The swing of things A year break has made me keenly aware of all these muscles I’ve neglected to exercise. I’m out of practice configuring or troubleshooting elements […]
Für Elise It’s so cold. And white. As far as the eye can see, which isn’t far. My fingers and toes feel like they’ve seceded from the United Appendages of Tom. Beneath my thermal headgear, I’m sure my lips and eyelids have turned a lovely cyan – the color you might […]