… because the cuttlekids are home.
So, since I can’t cook a meal for you, a special side-dish here, serving as another reminder that what I do is not poetry, and that proper poetry is (or can be) delicious.
Nov 22 2012
… because the cuttlekids are home.
So, since I can’t cook a meal for you, a special side-dish here, serving as another reminder that what I do is not poetry, and that proper poetry is (or can be) delicious.
2 comments
grumpyoldfart
November 22, 2012 at 9:14 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Have a good day.
Die Anyway
November 22, 2012 at 10:51 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
I heard the plums in the refrigerator thing on NPR this morning. It’s ok but I much prefer your verses whether you consider them poetry or not.
We had a good dinner with our daughters and a variety of in-laws and extended family. Now my stomach hurts, but in a good way.