nostalgia
Tag: Pictured Poetry
Oh, Grief.
senior
The recommended calming treats, complete with CBD oil, have been ordered for my little monster.
I’m praying, upon their arrival, they will help with her anxiety. She has been keeping me up some nights, and Mommy is not a happy camper about this.
That’s the life of a senior dog parent, though, right? Right.
cool
on Sunday
on Sunday
I woke up to droplets
of rain tap dancing on
my windows.
“God is crying. He is
not pleased with us.”
Made in his image, yet
we destroy everything we
touch.
I would cry, too.
And, I do.
A Cornered Gurl 
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