2020 was bad. Good in some ways, but generally bad. For the first time, I learned that character doesn’t matter. Doesn’t matter? Character doesn’t matter? Never mind the pandemic, people die all the time. We overcome. Shit you can get unemployment and coast for a bit, hit the bank, suck it up. Armed people threaten because …
Reflection
The iron bench never warmed my bum. It was the fifth of October and I was hanging with my chum chatting coincidental circumstance of the meeting where the children play. I am confined in the memory of the spring when I tried to fly with a broken wing, she said. My dog died and got …