Zombie Dinosaurs

Nah, not the classic 1968 Bee Gees song. I’m referring to those fridge-magnet-word-poetry thingys. This week, we stayed at a little cabin in Mazama for the weekend, and the fridge was pre-stuck with words, glorious words. Evan, Marin, and I spent hours creating little haiku-like poems for each other.

 Now, I’m not saying these things are […]