Water, Water, Everywhere
The ancient mariner, with a laptop hung around his neck. . [ 1671 ]
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Jiggity-Jig
When we set out in the cold this morning, the body said, Are we sure? We didn’t answer, of course. And when we finished our run, with our feet wet and warm, the body again said, Are we sure? We climbed the steps, let ourselves in. Took off our wet cap, dried our sandals, and propped them against the wall above the furnace vent. Coffee? we said. Gladly, was the […]
William Michaelian 