An Ode to a Midwinter Cold

Hark! Is that a death rattle I hear, trembling the dark wood around me? Nope. ‘Tis the phlegm from thy chest cold shaking the bed frame as I hack up another loogie. A midwinter cold has claimed yet another Kleenex which shroud thy bedclothes like moguls on ski slopes in thy feverish dreams. Okay, so... Continue Reading →

The Boob Report – Waiting for Release

Do you remember being grounded? You pressed your nose against the window and watched your neighborhood friends play. Time slowed. I’ve been out for seven months. My clock is full of spider webs and the windows need washing. Looking back, much of it’s a blur. I can’t believe it's November! I’m so far out of... Continue Reading →

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