Shout!

Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I’m talking to you Come on On a cold, rainy day, back when I was a young boy, in mid-March of a time ago, I went with my mother to a department store — I think it was Strawbridge … Continue reading Shout!

Snow in Summer

I remember thinking about snow in the summertime, when the days were long, hazy, and tended to blend together in an unending line that seemed to stretch out across the expanse of the entire year. But it was all a mirage, a game, a trick of the eye, because I somehow always remembered in the … Continue reading Snow in Summer