They believe it’s food. We know it’s bait.
Mama told me not to come!
I slept while they ate.They took the baitbut I was late. The rats won round number five. I dream of a place beyond time where my nightmares become dreams and my faith becomes sight.
I’m going for the knockout because the rat is ahead on points. I’m still thinking about the weaker sex and the way we solve problems and handle failures and setbacks. The fight’s not over yet […]
I’ll let you decide what I already know after years of marriage. Here’s some evidence: bats in the house – she shows them out snakes in the kitchen – she handles ‘em weasels in the […]