There's No Way For Them To Take

Luckily, I Always Travel With A Book, Just In Case I Have To Wait On Line For Santa, Or Some Such Inconvenience.

Every You, Every Me. Fractals. Fractures.

After Tiny Has Tried Ballerina Pose, Swing-batter-batter Pose, Pump-up-the-jam Pose, And Top-of-the-mountain-sound-of-music Pose In The Reflection Of The Bean, He Walks Us To A Bench Overlooking Lake Shore Drive.

Dullness Is The Spice Of Life. Which Is Why We Must Always Use Other Spices.

Yes, Time Can Be Buoyed By Wordlessness, But It Needs To Be Anchored In Words.