Wherewithal will you go?
All take up a lot of room—
not to mention their luggage.
The airfare alone would be exorbitant.
But at least you’d have company.
And if you ever got lost,
surely one of them would know the way home.
They could take turns
keeping watch at night.
And in the morning,
your oatmeal would be waiting for you.
They might even offer
to do the tidying up,
in lieu of rent.
So, go with one,
or go with all.
But please, just go—
you’re standing on my foot.
Category: Musings
Point of Contention
It’s not that you walked out. It’s that you didn’t close the door, and the ducks got in and built a nest in the pressure cooker.
Fluid Dynamics
Like water, you flowed to me. Like chlorine, I find you mildly irritating.
The Space Between Us
If he never actually says he cares, it might only mean he doesn’t speak your language, and has no idea who you are.
Optimism
Imagine what we could do, if all of us, just for one day, changed our name to Margaret Spatula. Think about it.

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