Nadine Jansen Facebook SATURDAY NIGHT / THE COUNT OF TEN

Hurricane. Maybe a little about it. Perhaps we all have a hurricane inside. Could you untie the winds? How to blow without remorse, without shame? What if after giving all a pineapple puts you to sleep?

will be a matter of waiting for the count of ten, until next Saturday.

For my brother Lucas, who may never learn of the existence of this journal.