No, not Bill Gates or the late Bill Considine or Bill Evans, the sausage king.
Those were the days when Simon and I would drive in his blue and white SUBURBAN to the Eagle Diner and have fabulous mostly unhealthy meals.
While walking around the block I pulled up one small GRAPE HYACINTH, a weed, and stuck it in a tiny vase on my kitchen window sill.
Was writing a letter to my friend Sandy in Lansdale when I found Dante down the street.
Why am I slurping?
Guess.
Am drinking Folger's Instant with a dollop of Almond Milk.
Scuse me as I take anudder sip.
Today is the first day I am trying a new medication.
Coffee, in my opinion, helps just about every condition EXCEPT insomnia.
Signed up on LinkedIn.
No idea if that was a good decision or not.
Derision is a word similar to decision.
FIRST DAY OF NEW MED
Through my long and storied career as a bipolar woman
there were so many meds I took.
You have heard of Schindler's List by Stephen Spielberg
This is Ruthie's list
Lamictal, Lithium, Cogentin, Navane or thiothixene, in the virgin white bottle.
Meantime as a poet novelist and short story writer, I carried on
And still do.
AND NOW, if you will excuse me, slurp slurp, I will finish Celeste Ng's Playing with Small Fires.
This couple from UKRAINE will marry now before he gets deployed to fight.
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