random acts of vandalism – michael jarmer

On Easter Eve, my house was egged. Yeah, we were watchingtelevision when suddenlystartled by the intensebombardment on the wall inside of whichwe were engrossed in a show, a wall covered,I might add, with windows, single paned, old glass, that luckily, did not shatter. These guys had to havepretty good arms, becauseour house is set awayContinue reading “#423: An Easter Egg Poem on April 17, 2022”