Wool

When other people are praised and I am not, I want to climb on a table with a whip.  And scream at everyone how ungrateful they are. My family and I went for a walk the day after my grandma died.  I had bought tights at this place on Fifth in Brooklyn, and I put […]

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X. Or Whatever.

It occurs to me I am writing Lenten posts and not countdown to spring.  Oh, well. Deep spiritual thoughts (three for the price of none): The most confusing and damnable part of the dark night is the suspicion and fear that much of the darkness is of one’s own making. – Constance Fitzgerald. For grace […]

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Day 11.

We need Lent to be sad. Today I was angry about 2 of 3 classes not getting with the program, into their lesson, which was a fine lesson, indeed, we read a bit of Tupac, they acted happy about that at first, but then ran off the rails, speaking of rails, I was angry my […]

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