Still Waters Run Deep

Hilda hung out where you did because water always seeks it level and she clearly ran deep.

It seems to me like it was exactly the right spot for her and for you — and now also for everyone who reads your article.

You’re having a red-letter day of article writing, James Finn. Whatever you ate for breakfast . . . eat more.

This much catharsis must surely make you thirsty for an ice-cold bottle of Anathema (TM).