tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
So relatable! How the smallest thing can bring back memories we had successfully forgotten--or at least buried.
thank you, jenny!
We never forget those girls - do we. Though, as the years pass we marvel at the grief they were able to rein down upon us. That realization: that even witches, don't stick around for ever - can really help keep the antics of the creep-du-jour, in perspective.