Open Letter to Brooks Long, on the prophecy moon of summer fruit.

Catfish, I was sitting on the floor in my hobbit house, on two plush pillows that are hand-me-downs from the upstairs neighbor who moved out.   I live in a hand-me-down house. I was sitting in the hand-me-down hobbit house on hand-me-down pillows on the floor, on a hand-me-down rug from the woman who lived…

Just like Muse-ic

I slept til 12. Or, Candlemas insight woke me at 6 am, still on my couch third night in a row so I can tend nightmares, regressions… And then the dawn, & insight.  I went back to sleep.  I have lived on the couch.  Donna M Gershon that Cin and Susan sent me. “And if…