Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
War against Mice
I open the silverware drawer and notice little black grains and wonder who dropped dirt among the forks. Bits of bacon? Wild rice? Not…
Denis & Margie Haack continue to write at Critique-Letters
Some moments of suffering seem eternal. Mental or physical, either one. Both maybe. It gets in especially at night via insomnia or a dark…
I open the silverware drawer and notice little black grains and wonder who dropped dirt among the forks. Bits of bacon? Wild rice? Not…
Sunday. We were snowed in this morning – a happy thing. Eight inches isn’t much but it was enough for us to celebrate with…