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Neglected, ignored.
Like faithful dogs, blogs wait for
their masters’ return.

 

 

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.

Doing too much at Disneyworld

At the Happiest
Place on Earth, worn-out tots shriek,
deprived of their naps.

Ending

It happens over
coffee, one stunned, the other
already elsewhere.

Book club procrastinator

Meeting tomorrow.
Haven’t even opened it.
That’s life on the edge.

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.

Rejection

Hives. Itching. As if
her body can’t coexist
with her sense of self.

Out of wedlock

for S.

Without a ring she’s
uncertain, the baby no
guarantee he’ll stay.

Not in polite company

She talks of threesomes,
abortions, things her mother-
in-law would faint at.