Dangerous Compassions


“The buckwheat was delicious,” Ming said.  I put lots of raisins in it, for him.  This was yesterday morning. “Yeah!  It’s good, huh!  I’m going to thank L,” I said.  She gave us some food that wasn’t working out for her, so kindly. I put half a chopped apple in mine, and butter.  “I eat… Read More »