She felt very old
that morning,
fell victim to
an illness of words,
seeing and hearing things
in bits and pieces, and
wanting to put them together
in some sensible way.
©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
It's Still Life
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5 May: A Sensible Way
It's Still Life 
8 responses to “5 May: A Sensible Way”
Oh yes. Every day!!!
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LOL! Then I’m in good company.
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Love this, Misky 💕🙂
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Thank you so much, Harmony.
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I like this! And the painting. She looks like such a sensible human being. They tend not to have trouble with words.
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She thinks some words have a will of their own.
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They have a will we’ve given them. It’s just that not everybody understands what they mean and they’re often used in the wrong places. I imagine they object.
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