Thursday, October 24, 2013
Today was the last day of the 2013 Kelly Miller Circus season, the first season we're not an integral part of, the first season of our on-and-off the circus life, and soon our first year off too will reach its end. It has turned cold; winter is coming.
The loneliness of town life is grinding my bones, distilling its spleen; bitter, silent scream.
It is what it is, the kids, the cats, the dying garden, the loud house, and sometimes it can be happy.
Just the morning sun falling on my winter hats, for an instant; then they blended back into oblivion to wait for their time.