The inconvenient thing about rebirth is the lack of space.
There’s a mess of tangled legs behind my rib cage–
the old me that’s no longer funny,
no longer charming without a gin and tonic in hand,
and one or two beta versions
I’m trying out.
But I’m going abroad and I can’t pack clothes
for all of them.
I need to decide who gets to meet the in-laws.
art by Lea Simone Allegria
Oh yes I can relate to this. Excellent writing.
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Thank you, Mark!
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Oh, yes… this is excellent.
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Yes 🙂
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🙂
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That really is the inconvenient thing.
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