Scribbles

She and I froze at the same moment, Her legs rigid and angular exposed in the glare of my headlights. I stared, not understanding, not knowing how to react. And then she plunged into the darkness beside the road. I imagine our collision, touching with crunching bone and screaming tires. I would always see her [...]

It is shivertastic in State College. So here is a lovely winter scene painted by the extremely talented Robyn Engel, one of my roommates.

This morning my syntactical structures are slurred beneath my sluggish sinuses and even scorching coffee can’t break through the phlegm. As I walk to the lecture hall to look with two hundred voyeurs at some poor dinosaur’s bones manhandled from the latest Cretaceous, I enjoy the brief return of fall and pumpkin flavor everywhere and [...]