You shared yours, now I’ll share mine…
surely, fairies live down this path
a sneak attack, with only a few witnesses
3 – Either
he has a long way to go
the contemplation of our isolation and our ambition
this is poor suicide prevention, I imagine the dejected wife of a 1940’s gothic romance
again with the fairies, could you find a more comfortable spot? When the wind blows you will see them move.
Susan shares more poetic thoughts than mine and Karl more comedic on the previous post.
and Kelly muses on distracted capitalists for #2.
My favorite being for #4: Some rocks are more organized than others by Karl Reed.