Kenopsia These halls who knew so many souls are now silent. All those empty seats.
Why? I don’t know. Maybe the bridge was in his way? It’s difficult to say why a giant, fire breathing rooster does what he does.
Rubatosis One two pause one two pause one two pause one two pause one two pause one two.
Fourth grade. This is the box where the other kids will put her Valentines. Valentines are a big deal, apparently. Zanimal said, “I want to win the contes...
Vellichor Each dusty old book holds promise of things past in this sacred room.
This is for Robyn’s anti-Valentine contest. Beautiful painting by W.T. Benda. Sorry I defouled it with my words.
This is not a post for vegetarians. We took a few rams to the butcher on Tuesday. (Tuesday is their “exotic animal”day— but I disagree t...
Énouement The way things are now was not foreseen, but I can’t tell me that, back then.