Girl, you work too much.
Where’s the fun?
she says as she picks up a cookie.
The way she brings the ginger snap
to her frosted pink lips and carefully,
gently nibbles its edge,
shocks me. I assumed brazen
meant voracious, over-indulgent.
I munch on my own cookie, inhaling
awakened spicy
sweetness. Still, I don’t appreciate
what she said. No,
I protest.
No, I have fun…
Based on a model poem from Bird Mejia’s poetry workshop. Thanks, Bird!
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 27 years in Los Angeles. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of three darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 41 years.
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