Handorable Me

I want to give more of my time
to others the less I have of it,
give it away in a will and testament,
give it to the girls’ club, give it
to the friends of the urban trees.

Your life is not your own and
never was. It came to you in a box
marked fragile. It came from the
complaint department like amends
on an order you did not place with
them.

“Open Gesture of an I,” D. A. Powell

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🙄 things got terribly ugly incredibly quickly

🙄 things got ugly embarrassingly quickly

🙄 actually things got ugly unbelievably quickly

🙄 honestly things got ugly seemingly infrequently

🙄 initially things got ugly ironically usually

🙄 awfully carefully things got ugly unsuccessfully

🙄 occasionally things got ugly mostly painstakingly

🙄 quietly seemingly things got ugly beautifully . . .

“American Sonnet for the New Year,” by Terrance Hayes

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