Cassandra’s Tears

Tears of joy, tears of pain, we are reflected in the salt-water pools we create. So let us build a fleet of paper boats and sail them on our ocean of indecision, laughing at the wind-whipped white-crested waves that would wash over us, drowning us in our own despair, yet somehow never vanquishing us in the end.

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Location: Lennoxville, Quebec, Canada

Friday, February 18, 2005

Hurrah hurrah!

Yay! The editors of that illustrious publication, in their great wisdom, have decided to publish In a Tavern in The Mitre. Whoopee!