We pull it on each morning like long underwear. Soaked in it, our Rice Krispies snap, crackle, and cry Woe! It drives the plot
as he removes the otoscope. It’s not just the hammer, anvil, and stirrup, he says. It’s the blacksmith, too. And the dry goods store
In the airport bar, I tell my mother not to worry. No one ever tripped and fell into the San Andreas Fault. But as