May 23, 2018May 23, 2018 Kimberly Vargas Agnese Spanning spaces Because there are no peas on the counter to defrost, I ride my bike over to our storage space, sweep up question marks and moon stones, open a lawn chair and a 99 cent bag of Funyuns feed a stray seagull, chew Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...
Sounds like a relaxed day to me.
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Sweet
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Thanks 🙂
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Love the poem and imagery Kae!
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What a good life!
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