The Wormlips Scrapbook

I haven’t posted a letter from KT in a long time. Today’s the day. I’d written a mass e-mail which said, in part: Sorry I don’t even to have time to make your names invisible to one another. It’s okay: there are no icky people amongst you: no stalkers or anything. She replied: Well, like [...]

I keep confusing school with my job. When a teacher assigns work, I’m affronted. “You want this tonight? The quickest I could turn it around is about a week.” Fail. I had a dream last night with a tragic ending. Someone had given me two Norcos. I joyfully popped them and then, just before I [...]

From where I sit at my newly arranged desk on the third floor I see a mass of purple flowers in the foreground and dense woods just beyond, with a path mown between. Fifty feet into the trees there’s a spot of silver flickering. It’s all I can see of the stream. Late yesterday I [...]