Clicking your pen like you're the Little Drummer Boy, make a list; check it twice-
Hear this, Irish, you have the heart and stomach for the fight.
Eating garbage at the top of the world,/ we're going to tear a new asshole into the New York restaurant scene
Much of this comes from my own memory I wonder why the White House hadn't thought casual dehumanization of people was commonplace? She ran the house, but he ruled it
-- necessity being the mother of invention -- but, dear me, let us be elegant or die! as much out of place as a colt in a flower garden no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping rich people have about as many worries as poor ones love casts… Continue reading August 2020 – Little Women