Heather OC: Week 32 of 208
- Twin Geek
- 17 hours ago
- 1 min read
Gut Punch in the Grocery Lane
~ a Golden Shovel after Margaret Atwood
Cannot get my hand to
my heart in time to be
useful every time the surge that I have lost
you punches my gut. It is
the way now, and only
sleep connects us in a
world full of failure.
An old woman with a cart of
strange vegetables and this memory.
“To be lost in only a failure of memory.”
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