Dear Art,
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
Letters give, snakes take.
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
a clock over the mantle and a clock over the kitchen, the rest of the house oblivious to time but for the paint cracking outside,
Just because
Keeping track of Timelords
As a shepherdess should
Is what she does.
Dammit Ralph,
My passport’s expired again. I haven’t. Not yet…
…Did I say space? Because I meant…
Love,
PSL
Dear Ms. Rice,
The honeybees are here now giving
the clover a working over,
Time. Time. Only a little. Only my share. I respect time so much more than they do out there. Out there Time is such a poorly executed concept.
Buckle up, Babysitters…
The leaves are flying. ‘Tis the season. I feel like it’s time to get back to work, whatever it was.
Did you know that W.H. Hudson learned to fight with a knife at the age of four? I’m unsurprised. I understand.