Hello, readers. I’m back, sort of. Been updating Soft Floors through email, because the office firewall won’t let me log into WordPress. That’s right, I’m a working girl. Regardless, I’ve been writing through a fresh and violent upheaval, so pardon the rusty gears. At least they are turning.
A short list of things that turn:
The other cheek
Might edit that most recent poem tonight.
That’s all. It’s nice to be back on the softest of floors.