"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Sunday, October 31, 2021

Interlude

I am still here, still being, still doing, even if half-hidden in a mirror on a dark and windy side-street. Loneliness and sorrow and even conjunctions of Neptune and Pluto notwithstanding. I have a lot to say, but it's hard to say it. Sometimes words...

Never mind. If it's meant to come, it will come in time.

Happy Halloween.

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