No clue

“Maybe everything isn’t a clue.” – Hua Hsu, Stay True “I’m going to try to make meaning by connecting some unrelated things,” I say as we stand by the car. A friend’s mother goes to the ER. On my couch, my niece crumples with anxiety and panic raging from nowhere. I order coffee and then […]

lookout

Little boy blue Come blow your horn The sheep’s in the meadow The cow’s in the corn Where is the boy who looks after the sheep? He’s under a haystack, fast asleep This one I typed from memory, suprising myself. I’ve been crabby, and I’m away from home, a place of horns (historically), primarily Charlie […]