I stumbled in the fog with only my heart to guide me home to Kathy. I ended up on Lorna’s porch. And on her sofa. And in her bed.
Month: February 2014
Quotable 187
The attempt to devote oneself to literature alone is a most deceptive thing, and often, paradoxically, it is literature that suffers for it.
– Vaclav Havel
haiku 299
the lives I lived
slowly pass away
except in my dreams