All in All, Another Productive Day in the Thicket of Disappointment

My brain in a bramble, heart in a porcupine vest. & at the end of

the box, a pair of Red Fox Racers—hyperextended toes, dangling

chokecherries. Birds & bitter berries up there in the brain as well.

Of course, the heart is a “little brain.” Oxytocin & social cues. Not

just a simple pump. So, for instance, if the heart races, you will

feel anxious, & if you feel anxious, the heart will race. Antidotally,

tickle the heart three times a week. Tickle me. What a lovely old-

fashioned word. In my field, we say the show must go on—i.e., art

has a mission. Well, then a broken heart is a problem.