…there Was No More Safety To Be

Kids Are Perfect People Till Grownups Get Their Hands On Them.

Grant Us Safe Lodging, And Holy Rest,” Mrs. Grogan Was Saying, “and Peace At Last.” Amen, Thought Wilbur Larch, The Saint Of St. Cloud’s, Who Was Seventy-something, And An Ether Addict, And Who Felt That He’d Come A Long Way And Still Had A Long Way To Go.

I’m Not Afraid, But I’m Very Nervous.

Just Because You're Sober, Don't Think You're A Good Driver, Cookie.

Imagining Something Is Better Than Remembering Something.