Month: September 2019


Don’t speak in questions, my dear. It makes one think you don’t have any statements. And, after all, you don’t really need our approval. We know what you mean, without the squiggles.  


The Difference

Clarice awakes, but her dream abides. Don’t be offended when she speaks pleasantries, or not at all. What you might hear is only a placeholder for a short story of ten thousand pages. She’s seen a distant horizon, but can’t get there. Knows the true names of our colours, and how to ask questions of […]