Growing Cynical
Sometimes, lately, I don’t believe it:
the news, the grocery store flyer hawking
deals on things I never buy.
Sometimes, lately, I don’t believe it:
the news, the grocery store flyer hawking
deals on things I never buy.
The moon was so quiet, we hardly noticed the sun’s absence. Gradually, the land went dark, pasture by steaming pasture.
but Ansel is sweet like raw raspberry pie. He hugs and kisses my breast before latching for his morning milk.