Thursday, September 19, 2013

Things

She likes the things, so she goes shopping every day. She has about fifty skirts and as many dresses. She comes home with more stuff. They don't build big enough closets and houses. She complains they don't have enough money for travel, when she watches neighbors RV go somewhere and don't come back sometimes for weeks. They spend everything on things: clothes and shoes. "These slacks I wore only once." I don't have a shopping power. I watch changing seasons and swift river in old jeans and hand me down hoodie. Things are not in my dreams. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 9/1/2012

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