This Is Just To Say
Stick looked up from the fridge, disappointed. “Oh, are we all out of pears?”
“Um. Yeah.” I said, “Well, there was only one left… were you saving it?”
“Yes.”
“Forgive me
It was delicious
so sweet
and so cold.”
“Better vocab through poetry class still going well, then?”
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just never runs outa wood! DUMM!!
1Anonymous
wrote on 30 July 2010 at 19:56
2Lisa Rosen
wrote on 9 November 2009 at 10:18
William Carlos Williams is an accepted mode of communication at my house! Beautifully done . . .
3Meg
wrote on 10 November 2009 at 14:46
Thanks! I love that poem so much, it turns “oops” into an art form.
4Gabrielle
wrote on 11 November 2009 at 10:27
If I ever retorted with something like that, Phil would be like, “Huh? What?”
5Meg
wrote on 11 November 2009 at 13:19
Haha! I think that’s a testament to how long I’ve been dating Stick…