A mash up of the NYC quarantine + the series finale of Homeland.
Inspired by AB.
A micro story.
Skipper counts as a Barbie.
Enough said. I remain enamored of the word commensal, but rats are synanthropes. They are kleptoparasites. They are pests. They are vectors and direct zoonotic carriers.
Do metrics matter?
A post about musophobia, from which I have, since, recovered.
In retrospect, we spoiled her.
I’m happy to say the nights haven’t felt too large in a long long time.
It’s ok to need love.
Let me see . . .
Beginning of some fiction.
To my son.
What turned out to be a premonition.
Starting some fiction.
Part one of some fiction.
Super Mario, Zelda, Star Fox + more
The way the words are ordered are up to me. They don’t have to be in lanes. They don’t have to go forward.
If we only meet On the other side If our link’s forged Strong Here Then, I shall do that careful work. (Because forever is something else.)