November 5, 2009


On the Phone After Work

Don't sigh at me like that!
I deserve a beer.

Of course he does.
We have beer
at home, though.

My sigh wanted
to encompass
declined credit card,
potty training, & the fact:

I deserve to be held.


DsD lives and writes in the raw. Trapped in a cave, she tends her cubs by day and licks her wounds at night.

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