Author: mriverswright

D’you miss us? We’re gonna eat that elf.

Ooo, Snowball. Nice flexibility.

For Dad, who gave me the bookcase
and the love of words, 
and needs extra love right now,
and for Grammy, who gave us the sonnets, 
and is always smiling from the other side.

Scrub-a-dub-dub.

Housebroken.