Continuing their upper repiratory rap hiatus, the Wordle Friends choose instead to focus on the fundamentals: typing words into the board and seeing how many letters in common those words have with the solution.
Here, on the backswing of the ides of July, the Wordle Friends engage in a Campbellian meeting with the Goddess to shape, in spirit,...
The Wordle Friends struggle to focus on the puzzle, distracted as they are by the sensual, curvacious, seductive presence of Joan of Arc.
If freindship is the sunflower of late summer, then betrayal is a weevil, gorging on its tender bracts. The Wordle Freinds may need to...