justwrite 14 september

let me sharpen your pencil first
the haberdashery hundred-yard-clashery is not quite up to snuff which is tough on virginia and maybe santa claus too but the independent clause who is me i am not! a fragment! thanks will be regularly pleasantly surprised to surmise that all that no-saying played out as mrs. nancy asked the president's task or the first lady of the elementary auditorium stage lunchroom gym clapping our cardboard milk cartons upon which there were no faces for no one was lost and everyone found that extra nickel in the milk money pile on fridays the chocolate milk holidays while jessica L had plenty to sell off in haughty smiles while her mom a lunchroom monitor did just that though now i wonder is that how it was and is that how the buzz of foreign bombing the static-y footage on CNN invaded one and then another girl scout kuwait troop meeting in the self-same place the space in which egyptian jewelry matched red cotton-poly blend tube dresses fresh from the fabric store adored by princesses who would never need glasses for the seeing is quite far enough and the tan and brown tiles on for miles of wall stalled out on the early morning drop-off club i love you and you can do your homework with all of your friends pretend with juice and bleary smile away on down the road