#13/365--Re-Purpose

What is

...the point...

of

having

a

...laundry basket...

if

you

pile

...all the clothes...

on

top

of

it

I am

...repurposing...

this

...dirty clothes hamper...

...using it as...

my own

...personal...

valet

along with

the

...other furniture...

in

my

bedroom

...why have a closet...

guess I will

...repurpose...

that

...too...

#12/365--Oxymoron

...got this for Christmas...

from my

...Secret Santa...

(did I mention

my people know me?)

...it's finally...

...growing....?

"hair"

...on a...

"...zombie..."

seems

rather

...oxymoronic...

#11/365--Wash and Dry

Last week

was

...strange...

with the

"burnt hand"

and

weird

chest spasms

and

headaches

and

nausea

et al.

I'm ready to

...wash...

all that away

...like the laundry...

I

am

...just ready to begin...

this week

new

fresh

clean

and

...healthy...

#10/365--Sibling Love

I love them.

so.

much.

#9/365--Happy Day

...clouds...

and

...secret messages...

and

far-off family

...come to visit...

sitting around

...the dinner table...

and

...games with...

the

...younger brother...

...make for...

a

happy day

#8/365--Writing Assignment #1

Where I'm From

I'm from...
wood-paneled walls
shag carpet
of
reds and oranges
sliding glass doors
...leading to...
a gameroom
with
a pool table
and
Coca - Cola - stained - glass - lights
and
Atari 2600

I'm from...
Old Spice cologne
orange circus peanuts
scratchy whiskers
tickling my cheeks
and
stacks of papers
pecking on a typewriter
moon gets you
bedtime stories
and
"Here's Johnny..."

I'm from...
small-town Arkansas
bowling alley
playing outside
...'til the streetlights come on...
Mom's whistle
brought us home
coasting down that hill
...on our bikes...
no hands

I'm from...
Christmases with family
early presents
...if you finished your dinner...
Yankee relatives
longing to hear

my southern twang
New Years with cousins
long drives back home

I'm from
actions speak louder
...than words...
and
"this too shall pass"
and
working hard
is
...valued...

and
we knew
love grew there

#7/365--Earthquakes

Felt like

God

picked up

my

...townhouse...

and

then

set it back down