floating through the cupboard
my thoughts rebound off jam--
unopened
delicious
strawberry preserves.
i wasn't even thinking of jam.
where did that come from?
i was thinking of yarn.
floating through the closet
my thoughts rebound off yarn--
yards and yards of
colorful
soft
skeins of yarn.
making Christmas lists
and brainstorming--
rainstorming...
dreaming of summer,
with the clouds and the sun
and the breeze and the grass
tickling my feet.
tickling my feet?
brothers tickling my feet.
socked feet
socks of yarn
skeins of yarn
jars of jam.
i palindrome i.
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Egad, a base tone denotes a bad age!
Manonam!
Dad palindrome dad.
I get the reference.
This is a prime example of Reoganworks not being the haven of quite every good writer in the world. We've one left to completely ensnare.
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