today's poem (which is in the previous entry) is from the same author from yesterday. only i am behind in my daily poems. when i asked mike if i could publish the first he sent this as well, and i am very happy to share it.

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tonight my mom, sister and i ventured to the performing arts center to catch the vagina monologues. i thought it was perfect to watch that with your mom and your sister. it's good to belly laugh all together. it was nice to see so many women show up in the packed house, but nicer to see the men. and i wondered, who got dragged here? who was appeasing? who suggested? at one point a man towards the front let out a great laugh and the three women on stage grinned at him.

i had my mom on one side and two seventy year old grannies on the other. seventy doesn't seem very old to me anymore. and i know my own gram would've howled with the rest of us. but they sat very quietly and didn't clap between vignettes. i know i shouldn't try to read anything into that.

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i'm moving. temporarily moving. my place is getting painted. and it will take a week to prep and a week to paint. i'm in a temporary spot and i love it. so nice to have new surroundings, a new environment, a new way the light looks in the morning, coming through different windows pointing in different directions. the change is so good, i'm having second thoughts about moving back in....

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enough chit chat. remember to read today's poem. and yesterday's.

m. <-- emdot