It’s the verbs, man, the verbs!
It’s hard to have faith in a time where we’re so afraid of being wrong.
Our wonderful little bird is spreading her wings. Hope her husband doesn’t mind. We can all see it!
And how can it be, oh my beloved Literati, that one so frivolous as thine own Editor-in-Chief (that tis eternally moi) could seduce from the ether of cyberspace a story of such poetic grandeur?