a legacy of poverty means that even in times
of plenty, one cannot quench the urge to fill
cupboards with rows of non-perishables, that
will ultimately collect dust, but they are there,
just in case; there’s a propensity to buy two
of everything, to maintain double locks on
doors, to install shades and opaque curtains
to keep the outside, out; to have the car
loaded always with no less than half a tank,
blankets, rations, loose change, because one
never knows; all while obsessing over bank
account balances, due dates, a daily ritual,
a masochistic exercise, of checking dwindling
numbers especially when managing a joint
account with someone whose life was not
touched by empty cupboards, homelessness,
insufficient funds, and never enough, no never
enough, double-check, even when there is
I can’t forget what you did…forgive me, I never got your name, but I wish I had, so I could thank you for being you, for doing what you did that day, without even trying, no hint of forced intention, because that’s just who you are… kind, with a helping hand, a ready smile, and a word of encouragement in the midst of my shitty day… I can’t forget what you did…forgive me, I never got your name, but I wish I had, so I could thank you ~kat
For SundayWriting Prompt “Faith Restored”. The challenge: With allthe negativity in the world at the moment I thought we could all take a momentto recognize the heroes in our lives, people who have restored our faith inhumanity when all hope seemed lost.
Youneed not know the person personally just so long as they had an impact on yourlife or the life of someone near and dear to you.
I’m doing just fine I wake up each day; I’m living, breathing I’m doing just fine sometimes I let myself think of the times we still talked, and I give in to grieving smile on my face, it’s me I’m deceiving I’m doing just fine
A Rondelet for Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, prompt word: Recovery. A Rondelet is a French form consisting of a single septet with two rhymes and one refrain: AbAabbA. The refrain is written in tetra-syllabic or dimeter and the other lines are twice as long – octasyllabic or tetrameter.
(58 Words in the form of a Reverse/Standard Double Nonet)
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sterile setting on acid
grunge rock slamming my
eardrums, drone of the
needle pulsing into
my exposed flesh
personified in body art
the pain is exquisite
forever inked, I am
conformation be damned
(38 Words – Free Verse)
Both pieces are for MLMM or Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt: use the line: The pain is exquisite, with no alterations, but anywhere in your piece, AND – however you choose to explore the topic of pain, you must include a counter-effect, balancing/opposite/silver lining, of some type, in your piece as well.
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