My math brain fell apart again and now I can’t be sure, whether nine is more than ten ‘cause nine is spelled with four, and ten is spelled with three, and three is spelled with five, and five is spelled with four again, which shows how I arrive at thinking nine’s the same as five,... Continue Reading →
Will You Still Kiss Me? I’m sorry. I should have realized by the color of the stripes and the softness of the bristles that it was your toothbrush. -M.M. image by iStock
You can’t have this poem. I called it first. Shotgun. No do-overs. Can’t be reversed. It’s mine—finders keepers. It’s mine—pinky swear. It’s mine—losers weepers. Sorry. Life isn’t fair. I thought it first. I went and picked it. You sure you still want it? That’s why I licked it. -M.M.
Blue Old Levi neglected to say, In hopes of increasing his pay, That once they get wet, You bet you can bet, Your jeans will be soaking all day. -M.M.
Peeve I confess I possess a pet peeve. You may find it hard to conceive that I get all upset In the fall when it’s wet When my shoes get all covered in leaves. -M.M.
Half a Hammer If I only had half a hammer, I’d only need half a nail to halfway hammer half a boat to halfway keep the boat afloat and only halfway fail. -M.M.
D T C R O S S W O R D F S A M H N A W U S M I L E S W R I T I N G L I M N K A A N E S S B Y B A C O N T H E H... Continue Reading →
True Love “You want to do WHAT?” “Marry him.” “But… he’s fictional—” “And perfect.” “And I wrote him into existence.” “Romantic, isn’t it. I just can’t wait to—” “BUT HE’S NOT REAL.” “So what?” “So what what? Are you going to put the book on the altar and…” “Yes. Won’t it be wonderful: I... Continue Reading →