i heard a series of explosions last night. many nights i hear guns, and rarely get the shooting story, maybe it's not news or too common to be told, but these were like small bombs. still, no story, just sounds in the night, when my ears are ringing before and after the booms, and my head is longing for a silence to come over the city that can't be heard. whatever goes down it seems nothing is out of the ordinary, though we can't help speculating, so we just keep mum and go on.

 now several members of my close family have the virus. as d.b. sings, i'm not lost, but i don't know where i am. i got a question.                              i'm a shadow among the things i don't understand.