There's a lot of spit on the sidewalks. Glossy gobs of it. Have you ever noticed?Why do kids spend an hour kvetching about homework that takes 20 minutes to do?
Socks. Where DO they disappear to?
Lots to feel grateful for: the sun shines (at last); my friend M is kicking her cancer to never-never land; a friend illustrated a story and his work made me cry, it is so perfect (you'll see soon); my crazy day job is a job; busy-ness is much better than the alternative; and look, my poem, on page 160 of the 2013 POET'S MARKET.
What are you wondering?
Peace...
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