Why not write Because the baby is crying, the bath water runs, lettuce waits to be washed, your toddler yells for you to wipe. Or an old vet phones, please won’t you help? or it's the Good News shelter needing you to scrape the dishes and throw away the trash. There's a bottle, scotch that’ll make your teeth grow hair like weeds sprouted in the garden. Maybe you’re just too polluted or not buzzed enough; all you can think of are butterflies and that’s so … [Read more...]
Poetry prompt: I don’t know jack
This weekend I went to my chain supermarket (Jewel) and spent a good deal of time in the produce department staring at something. I didn’t know what it was but I got out my phone to take pictures. It was the size of a watermelon and its rind was fantastic. My mind flashed to that handsome actor Kevin McCarthy in Invasion of the Body Snatchers, that wonderful and campy 1956 movie about pod people. I tracked down the produce guy and asked what this crazy thing was. It’s … [Read more...]