One bite then the mad-
ness begins. Binge-stuffing my
face. Swallowing whole.
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One bite then the mad-
ness begins. Binge-stuffing my
face. Swallowing whole.
Category Archives: conformity
New year’s resolution
Why bother vowing
change when you’re satisfied with
your lazy-ass self?
Abandoned blog
Held back by your tight
seventeen syllable leash,
I write elsewhere now.
Two hours of sleep
Eyes red focus shot
totally worthless but I
still need that paycheck.
Mommy friendships
If all we have in
common is our kids, that’s not
an enduring match.
New Year’s Day
In optimism
we cross the starting line of
the rest of our lives.
Last day of 16
Some days she doesn’t
fit into her skin, too young
to be old this soon.
Salon visit
She contemplates bangs,
a different color, hair
as reinvention.
Because of the media
based on a poem written by M.
They say I need a
man. Chocolate. But an eye
lash curler’s enough.
original source:
I don’t need chocolate to eat or a man in my life
I just think I do
because of the media
All I really need is my eyelash curler.
Out of wedlock
for S.
Without a ring she’s
uncertain, the baby no
guarantee he’ll stay.
a haiku a day 