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I remember singing “Row, row, row your boat” at the nursing home where my great-grandmother lived, thinking the lyrics “Life is but a dream” were “Life goes down the drain.” It was terrifying. I’ve never looked at old age – OR drains – the same way since.

Q is hard.

…done so many things. But then life throws unexpected joys my way to compensate for that.

Don’t blame the AI if it’s got a personality disorder. It’s been watching US.

Wartime poets. Bowls of Bread and Bombs. We could all do without this kind of inspiration.

Today’s featured image is a collaboration with Midjourney. I fed it the entirety of today’s poem; it gave me this marvelous image of childhood joy! Sometimes, AI isn’t so bad.