My Body is a Sagging Tent

A dear friend, 6 significant years younger than I,  contacted me feeling woebegone. She’s about to turn forty and she feels lousy. Her eye-sight is suddenly failing, her metabolism is on strike, and her children – all under the age of 8 – think they are smarter than her despite her doctorate degree. She’d envisioned …

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Holding it Together

I remember my youth, Fast and uptight, Resilient and taut, Easy to excite.   Then I was a dish, but now turning Into a well-seasoned casserole; As my physical knack to hold it together slacks, Goes lax.   I’m more flexible though. Resting and relaxing, Stretching and accommodating, Binding and creating. For the afternoon knows What …

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