Gone native. Eating
chips doused in cheese, roast beef. Heart
attacks, pounds attach.
Long layover, Part 3: Out of control
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Long layover, Part 1: Queen City Kitchen
How long can I sit
nursing a small coffee ’til
I’m kicked to the curb?
Nap
Drool on my cheek, it’s
dark, daylight gone. Sat on couch,
crashed, kidnapped by sleep.
Late start
Still-in-my-bathrobe
day, a car without gas that
can’t leave the garage.
Interview
Hear myself rambling
on, using sixty words when
six would do, and cringe.
Got nothing
as told to Evernote this morning
writing the story
of my life so far only
seeing blank pages
Nap
Eyelids flutter, close.
Sounds recede. Meeting drags on.
My snore wakes me up.
Running errands
Off-list again, I
buy extras, blow the budget,
shop when I’m hungry.
Agoraphobia
Inside ease comfort
outside unpredictable
so hard that first step.
Pinterest lies
Looking glass spray paint
fail. Dollar Tree junk still lacks
Pottery Barn charm.
a haiku a day 