Thursday Poetry Post: Lightly, Very Lightly
I ducked into a gallery/because it was raining./It is always raining somewhere
Pieter de Hooch, Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest
I thought about this poem last night while I was lifting a sack full of soapy meat juice and cat litter into a Fabuloso-scented trash bag. Do you want more context?
☐ Uh no thank you
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So, my bad habit1 is using my panini press to cook everything. It makes everything so crispy and piping hot, so FAS…
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