and then it was monday, and the grind started back up again. i haven't had time to think in the last two days. laundry this morning instead of writing. i get an hour to read on my lunch break. i've been reading lucille clifton this week. but maybe today on my break i should write.
it amazes me how little time there really is in a day, when you have a full-time job and you never sit down. it's not like an office job where i could pretend to work while doing my own thing. though every once in a while, the kids get inspiring too. like little mason, painting the entire paper orange. "what are you making?" "i'm making the world. i want to make it disappear." "you want the world to disappear?" "i want to make the paper disappear." i think that one may grow up to be a poet.
i wonder when this one is going to get to be a poet? -beatpoetgrrl
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