Still Covid. Still B.E. Before the Election.
Still October. Hard not to have
every possible symptom of nervous anxiety.
Hard not to wonder what will happen. And to
remember, to constantly remember, how
beautiful this day is, how life, eternally mysterious,
unpredictable, how life is full of people of so many people.
Shirley in the park yesterday
said: How would you feel discussing
the Guiliani penis story with a stranger?