That's My Faith A Pandemic Journal Sunday Aug. 23, 2020- Cricket Line Up
Upon, retrieving my landlady Mrs. Sun's shirt from the laundry room, I told her, at the top of the Stairs, to take the shirt, out of my right hand. With my left hand, I was smashing, a cricket, hopping. It hopped like a cartoon. The facial tissue I grabbed, off my desk, made a makeshift frame. The... Sign in to see full entry.