I have no post for you today.
But I do have an image of the Ultimate Imaginary Wrinkle Dog that will magically make you forgive me all transgressions, past, present and future and make you come back tomorrow for the first Poetry Wednesday we’ve had for a while.
See?
More of Dave Kellett’s irresistible squishiness—oh, hush, you know what I mean—can be found here. And here. And starting here.
See you tomorrow!
Earful of Cider 