Dangerous Compassions


This morning Ming was late to serve the hungry.  I had a dream about a snake that kept chasing me.  It was green with a split tail that was red.  I tried to kill it with a chair.  That was all I had.

Today I peace vigil at 9.  The weather report says it’ll be 39 degrees at 9.  I should dress warm.

The desk cleaning fairy didn’t come in the night, so it’s still a mess.  But I want to write letters.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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