torn between wanting to stay & wanting to go & worried it will be the wrong decision either way

Hot Market

hiding his light under a bushel because he’s been priced out of anything bigger by this market


I’m just going to hide here in this paper bag until death comes, she said. It could be a long time, I said. There was a pause & then her head popped out. You think I should have a hobby while I wait? she said.

Hoping to Fall

Leaning out as far as she can, hoping she’ll fall soon, so she can stop worrying about whether it will happen or not.