Poetry crosspost...

From my journal, actually.
http://bohemiancrip.blogspot.com/2023/09/new-poem-fixed.html

Forgot this was in here...

From "Wifey: by Judy Blume(if I don't attribute, I could be President?)

Sandy's tears were confused. They were not only for Lisbeth and Miranda and Mrs. Rabinowitz, but for herself. For her life, her only life, and the decisions she had never made.