The Groundhog on New Year’s Day

Imagine the confusion. The invitation lost in the mail. Or still being processed. The optimists have conferred and found evidence that not all is lost. But you suspect that they simply forgot to tell you … something.

They will tell you that they forgot. Or you did. After all, there is so much going on.

You know. They know. It’s a dance that happens on certain days. But this day, they leave you alone, sleeping in your dark barrow, while offstage, shadows are rehearsing through your dreams.


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