A closet of clothes

I remember dresses, skirts and coats I used to wear.Black, long one, which went so nicely with a mini-skirt. A grey skirt I shortened, because I wanted to wear mini. I wasn't a good seamstress. I was learning by ruining. Black pants with a permanent creases I didn't have to iron and they looked good. My husband's ex-gil-friend asked me to sell them to her. Blue and white cardigan was on all fall pictures full of fallen brown leaves. Don't stuff pockets with the keys and tissues. The pockets will not look nice. The pockets didn't look nice. Discarded closet of clothes. Where did they go? Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 5/27/2013

Hell and Haven

Haven is a busy place. All angels’ trays are overflowing with miracles’ requests and other calls for help. Hell reports the highest unemployment rate in years. Devils are having locusts, fire-ants and such for breakfast, dinner and lunch. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 5/16/2013