White picket fences are cliche
and against the Deed of Restrictions
Mine is the house with a weed-tangled yard
tricycle and garden tools
Kitchen with hot tea,
and room for imperfection.
1400 square feet
2 bedrooms, 1.5 bathsAddition can be dining room or sun room- you decide.Unfinished dreams... BASEMENT. Unfinished basement. Fireplace in good shape, just needs a cleaning. Cozy.('Cozy' is a euphemism the way 'personality' can be.) (But I digress.) Half story upstairs could be used as third bedroom.Half bath downstairs features utility sink and shower.Though there is No toilet.But really, in all seriousness, that still counts as a half bath.And you know, you could install one.Fix it up. With a little paint and some remodeling, no one would ever know its age. If only you make some small changes- It could still be someone's home.
Trashed piled up, not signs of a critter -
a testament to "We Don't Litter"
French fries foisted in the air
He is 3 and he just don't care.
Trash bag and tissues wedged in the center.
"That sign says Do Not Enter!"
Rubber mats and an engine of gold -
My son wants to drive you when he's "old".
Hatchback that can hold anything
Leveling up the roadtrip packing game.
All wheels. Four wheels. Drive baby drive.
Along our route, you remind me I'm alive.
White Person: all you have to do is work hard. It's not easy, but it's simple. Me: it's not right that people with dark skin or gay people or people of certain religions or differently abled people have to work harder than white people for the same results. White Person: that's not true! How can you say that about [non-White friend]'s family??? They have worked so so hard for their success! Me: ...
You'd probably think we women are alcoholics
With our red wine
Maybe we are
Some of us
But mostly we're not. We're just
trying to be free
Lessen the pain
We're well read and well groomed and employed or employable and doing our best and giving our all and working and writing and recycling and yoga and meditation and counseling and medicating and mothering and sistering and wifing and cleaning and making and crafting and photographing and scrapping and and and and and
a back roads milky way sky
each star a memory or lie
or that time that you cried in front of your boss
or a dream you once had to pursue
until you woke or died
or that awkward deja vu
of feeling familiar when they say it's just you
stars that form constellations
and knowledge that sees
the intimate history
speeding away in the deep