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Soooo, we’ve been here before. It’s true. I do the writing. You do the reading and commenting. I write some more. You read and comment some more. We go back and forth for a while; and then life happens. And we promise to stay in touch… yea. I know. My bad.
…and then suddenly all this poetry fills my head, and I write… xoxo, la. 12/30 it’s not the big things not at all like the celebrations or the milestones but the mundane the everyday when i’m washing dishes painting my toenails sitting in traffic it’s the nothing too particular the not very special the i’ve…
My 7/30 national poetry month challenge: Let’s play a game.
And then I was reminded that even though I am still sitting here, frustrated with work and near tears, somebody out there always has it worse. So be thankful for what you have, even if it isn’t all that you want, and be kind to everyone you meet. You never know their struggle. This is for Troy.