“Supposed To Have Been ‘Shrugs’* But Words Change, Neh?”


(June 25, 2019)

small breeze shapes* promise

tonight of rain and thunder

into my oven

*(Originally I wanted to use “shrugs” with the term “small breeze…” but the rest of the words rebelled over playing with such a word and being a part-time (very part, microscopically in fact) pragmatist, I acquiesced. That windup-wine originally read: “into the oven.” If I’m gonna write such I should have to personalize the blame, no? At least that’s what the words said to me the next day. Like new shoes or boots, never assume your foot conforms to the size in the store window.)

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