Ode to My Laptop
Since when did I start lookingfor the easy way?Bowing to convenienceat the expense of a better experience?Nearly two decades ago,my first laptop was a source of wonder,a vessel big enough to holdall the stories I could pour into it.But lately I haven’t wanted to waitthe minute or two it takesfor even this newer, sleekermachine to…
Woodland Dreamland
The firewood was waterlogged,and I couldn’t get it lit.I knew what I had to do,but I couldn’t manage to do it.I had to let the kindling dry,had to let the disappointment cryitself out from my eyes.I tried reality and it wasn’t for me.Give me back my woodland, my dreamland.I’ve locked myself awaytrying to get my…
Deliberate Library
Someday I will have read every book I own, every page from every pile of bargain secondhand book lots bought Just Because, every tipsy stack of yellowed classics whose reputation precedes them. I will determine what I need, keep what’s meaningful to me, and fill my home, my library, deliberately with only what I love.
Elephant Soul
I will never be as graceful as a butterfly, floating in the breeze, wings as light as leaves, gifting soft kisses like you never knew I was there but for the touch like a whisper.I am clumsy but sweet, making tough journeys on my thudding, heavy feet. I can make the ground tremble at my…
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Michelle Wicklow 