When Grown Women Go Crazy


Funny, really, to think about
that we mostly know each-other
these-days, anyway
Indirectly through the meandering
we sometimes feel pressed to press
pen to paper or finger to key, as is
the less poetic, but far-more-common
to iterate for (potentially) the entire
rest of the world
to read along with at home.

Funny, really, to think about.

Terrifying, truly, that we
know each-other so very, very well
Kindred souls and all that
…(not in a gay way)

(Happy Birthday)

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