My Wife's Secret Room For five years I have grappled with temptation. Morning and night that door taunts me. Why must I never look inside? Why won’t she at least EXPLAIN?
I Sold My Voice And I Must Weep Oh how I lament the foolishness of youth! Love led me astray and now I am but seafoam and bitter regret.
That Constant Creak As a child that floorboard was my nemesis. I never managed to avoid it. My secret dream was the floor needing to be replaced. Now I'm so, so glad that didn't happen.