Postcard Poetry: Day 24

Translation: 

Establishing Boundaries

The Saad sisters liked to

wander too far from home.

Their mother grabbed

a piece of pink sidewalk

chalk and drew a wide circle,

which encompassed the whole

block. She told them that

if they left the circle

without her, things would

fall apart. Buildings would

crumble into the sea. This,

she said, is the edge of

the universe. /

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I used the Saad sisters, very dear family friends, as inspiration! :)

Postcard Poetry: Day 23

Translation:

Today don't let others

choose. Stop being nice. Tell

me what you want on your

pizza; tombstone. What movie

will you watch? Will you cry

out in pain and passion?

Step out from behind the

masses, choose a door that

excites your insides. Go forth

proudly and joyfully alone. /

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sketch

I bought a new sketchbook. Yay! This is the first sketch.

Postcard Poetry: Day 22

I'm back on the wagon. Many apologies for not keeping up with the challenge, but I'm going to finish it now! Yay!

Translation:
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Here we are, squirrel, face
to face, separated only by
the glass of my window.
Squirrel, girl/girl, squirrel:
our titles even mimic
each other. We aren't so
different, you and I. Your
small hands swaddling food,
my apple in hand, staring
back. It's not so hard, he tells
me. Just climb, dig, grip,
eat, and run. That's life. /

delay

World, if anyone's looking for postcard poems, they are on the way. I've had some things going on, but poetry month participants, I apologize for the delay. Better late than never, no?

coming soooooooon

Postcard Poetry: Day 21

Translation:

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With Vodka

This morning I wanted to add

vodka to my cereal, but 

didn't. An hour later, 

helping customers find plate

settings for twelve, I wished

I had drank the vodka.

One woman who couldn't find

her coupon (but was in a

"giant rush") said I looked

calm in the face of adversity.

I calmly told her to go to

hell, and walked right out.

That didn't happen, but it

could have, with vodka. /

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jb

Postcard Poetry: Day 20

Gotten a tad behind. But I'm trucking on. Enjoy!

Translation:
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Lunch Love

I never thought I'd enjoy
packing lunches. While
preparing your sandwich I
think of you at work, pausing
one reverent moment to chew,
smiling at the hot sauce
surprise. I slice pineapple,
wash grapes, sprinkle nuts
and craisins over fresh
lettuce. I love feeding you,
fuel for your body from
these two hands. /
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jb