Like a toilet, shelter is one those things you really don’t much notice… until you don’t have it, and need it. It’s turning into a
Those are the rotund ones. And yes, they’re in shape. Round is a shape. And they roll better. Some author was burbling on about the
“The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not;
The image of the starving artist/writer/musician in the garret has existed for a long, long time. So has the fact, in many cases. In many
It’s dusk, and all I can see is tattered, shredded dark clouds against the last dusty orange-pink of a sky paling into purple blackness, with
I have no problem with parents deciding for themselves – and for their families – what they consider morally and ethically correct, appropriate and normative.