Howl of a Hundred Hungry Wolves

Perfect camping days come and go each week, even in December. The days are sunny and the nights not too cold—like today. What luck to have a camping opportunity on my off day. Oops! Is that wind I hear? The wind is milder than yesterday when we had a high wind warning again, but still…

Spam Poetry

Below is a poem created from the subject lines of 8 messages in my spam folder. Gotcha! FROM OFFICE OF THE WESTERN UNION MONEY TRANSFER. ADDRESS NO.72 AGATA ROAD , COTONOU BENIN  My name is Sameera Hanif,I am a 24 years old refugee from Sudan Attached to this email is your payment notification. WESTERN UNION…