First Impressions II: Foreshadowing

Looking back at that day, it was riddled with foreshadowing, the beginning, middle and end I met you in a downpour and you pulled up to take me to the house, which would be home for the next three days. In the rain, I appeared pitiful but admirable, hopeful but desperate. To me, you wereContinue reading “First Impressions II: Foreshadowing”

My Dear Sweet Potato Vine

Extra If I had to use one word to describe you, Extra, would be it You don’t ask much of me But when it comes to your watering, if it’s not done with the quickness, you droop like no one’s business Sometimes I think you get a kick out of my reactions to your drooping,Continue reading “My Dear Sweet Potato Vine”