three day weekend

A Monday has dawned half-sunny in mid February– President's Day Weekend. Tumultuous and mild, abstractions arising out of the long winter– cabin fever reaches its peak, and winter makes madmen of us all. I've been feeling a little at loose ends and wondering again what I'm going to be when I grow up. Springtime has… Continue reading three day weekend

laced with madness

Having just waked from a late-afternoon nap– dreams laced with madness. My mind unraveled. Small gods in the guise of speechless children were in the room and I asked Ben who they were. One sat on s shelf in the corner and another dashed under the bed but didn't go completely out of sight. They… Continue reading laced with madness