Busy, busy, busy.

2/50

Deciding to take a page from (ironically) Yvonne's book, seeing as I have a stack of them beside me, waiting to be read. Fifty shouldn't be that crazy.

1. Her Kind of Want, Jennifer S. Davis
2. Cat's Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut

The short stories were excellent short stories--those were the first. If you're interested at all in the South, or women, or just reading well written short stories--see if you can find a copy. As for Cat's Cradle, I think Vonnegut speaks for himself. I'm surprised I haven't read it until now, but I'd always meant to. Now I have things to contemplate like 'who is in my karass?' I wonder.

If you, like me, haven't read it yet but were meaning to--do it.

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Because of Perry, I was thinking.


there is a space above me
sanctioned by God
which remains unfilled
and always will be,
for the winks and jibes
and careless smiles
the older, wiser mind
waited for and wanted
were denied--
I am the sibling of a ghost
an idea.

would I have been less silent,
would I be less afraid
if the child who was ahead of me
wasn't birthed into the grave?
I never probe the space above
for fear I'll learn to miss
to ache for the intangible
and reach for the abyss

yet, it kept me up last night
the fleeting thought of open arms
the touch of making someone smile
I am a phantom's middle child
but wonder--when my thoughts there fly--
what I, unthinking, leave behind;
a younger girl, who might seek me
the way I seek false memory

my legacy an absence
her search the same as mine--but bitter;
unlike my searching of the heavens
her silent sister lives.