by Amalia Shinaraki
went back to a distant branch of the family, the whole estate,
I have to go now.
We are going to town to post our letters and buy some more beer and ammo.
Don’t worry about anything.
We are fine and tonight it’s my turn to sleep in the Scoutmaster’s tent.
I was so much astonished, that the oddness of introducing a madman.
Happy Martin Luther King Day
submitted by Stefan