You might know it as yesterday. It currently sits in a back room knowing its moment wrinkled like water over creek stones then passed thoughtlessly away so now it holds vigil elbows propped on the windowsill studying rabbits and how … Continued

After Herbert In paradise the work week is fixed at thirty hours and manual labor is only pleasantly more tiring than typing so that a morning chopping wood is barely enough to make the ham sandwich and the cold bottle … Continued