sitting on patio
laptop is warm on my thighs
sun is on my face

opening growler
only two days to drink it
challenge accepted!

lush green with the rain
a jungle of luxury
time to mow again

celebrating treason
or maybe independence
perspective varies

"don't call her a whore",
he said, as if he owns me,
as I whisper, "whore".

pants, one size smaller
encouragement from sales girl
a minor triumph

garbage day drama

as I figure out the bins

I'm sorting my life.