of the seats at gate A9 has its
own story.
Maybe a woman pulled it from the pen
with her teeth and held it there as
she read her divorce papers.
The pen cap on the table at the end
of the seats at gate A9 has its own story. Maybe a woman pulled it from the pen with her teeth and held it there as she read her divorce papers. There is no shame in thinking the way you do.
And if there is, it goes away after a half hour soaking in the bathtub. Horses run across snow like it’s not even there. A faithful wife cleans out the dog kennels only to wait for the next Sears catalog. Happy New Year. I hope that 2018 brings some good things for the three or four of you. It has started out cold. I wonder if that’s a sign of things to come, like raining on a wedding day.
There is bright sunshine. It’s clear and there’s snow on the ground. It’s a beautiful scene until you walk out your door and hear the crunch of packed snow under your feet. There’s the sudden realization that a wind that started in the Yukon, traversed Canada and then gained steam down Lake Michigan just slapped you in the face. Your first reaction is to hunch your shoulders. You accept the cold, notice its brilliance and celebrate its beauty. But you don’t have to like it. |
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