Shoes on, I grab my recycling. Hang it on my walker, lock my door. Hair curled. Black, white, & tan dress. Confident, I walk out & turn the corner. wait let a little girl in a swimsuit pass With her dad. She stops, looks me up & down, Two or three times. “What is that?”Continue reading “Tiptoes”

Nutty Joy

I love my cereal. That full flavored morning joy in a purple and white box. And it was hoarded from me when this panic began. I waited, I searched for a replacement, Trying something new every week, And every effort fell flat in my mouth, Month after month after boring month. My hope piqued withContinue reading “Nutty Joy”