The air smells brittle and the future melts on the tongue.
Molly Medusa.
But we're together, so it's OK.
Circle and line dance.
For joy.
Pause is all.
Building and keeping an edge.
Are we still here? Then there's this!
Merry Christ Mas and Happy Holidays and so on! With Giant Hairy Spider Legs.
Duck. Hand. Leaf.
