I don’t even need an alarm anymore. Jane is probably awake. The kids are probably awake. Over there they are awake. It is still dark
From Warning to Glee. I don’t know what to believe. In Switching sides, I find you confusing. Are you signs of illness, or my organic
Grandma Lili, have found your Treasure Chest. Tucked high in skylight, I climbed the ladder and entered a mess, Your attic of dust and webs.
In the picture I saw, he was sitting in a chair. It looked like hard cold chair. The color made think of oak but I
Ugh. Please not today.