The 52nd: the girlfriend on retainer
This one I’ll admit I find a little embarrassing and was hard to choose, hard to admit to, truth be told. This post is rather indicative of the rest of that year though, given the broken arm, and off work, I had little to do with myself but write haiku and obsess over this thing or that; this is one of those things. At the … Continue reading The 52nd: the girlfriend on retainer