Each incoming mail sounded a chime through the speaker on his new laptop. Possible spam. Are you sure you want to allow remote content? Sean wasn’t sure at all but … Continue reading
It would have to be the wooden chair under the tree. That would be where she’d want to be found should the darkness take over, making it impossible for her … Continue reading
[...] Why Heaven did not break away – And tumble – Blue – on me – quoted from Emily Dickinson, #600 (ca 1862)
Sleep He refuses to leave the fireside chair. What so many people crave and so often can’t seem to find he doesn’t want any longer. He has managed to not … Continue reading
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