Thursday, October 3, 2013
October 3, 2013
Joy to discover that Kevin the Frog is still a citizen of his weedy pond. He went silent during the summer, and the tangle of pickerel weed covered his actions almost perfectly.
What do I want? I want for my mouth to be filled with praise. I struggle to permit that. It’s harder than I would have thought.
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