Her high school’s graduation ceremony was known to be one of the longest in the state, if not the country. It was a sort of pride for the inhabitants of her town, if not for the students.
“Not to the point of making it structurally unsound,”
Such a Chore
“Let me rephrase. If you want to go to school in uniform that doesn’t look like it’s spent the weekend scrunched in a corner, you will do the ironing.”
I reached for my glass of water and knocked over the salt pot. I righted it, idly dabbling my fingers in the gritty pile that had spilled out.
Miss the Boat
Death tells us that he wants to take us on some sort of vacation, right?
Poetry poetry poetry! This is where submissions get a bit more creative than most, and it's a wonder how many HOLers (particularly the eagles) are filled with fabulous artsyness.