She's sitting in my lap playing with my Domo necklace Drooling peanut butter onto my sleeve Little panting sounds, clink, clink, crunch She's teething, "Hmm, Hmm, Abai," she laughs, jingle jingle. She smells like her lunch. She laughs when I imitate her gurgle, static, transistor radio sounds.


Writing 201:Poetry-Form Acrostic #2 An Alphabetical Truth

Comment: An alphabetical acrostic search for truth with a hallucinogenic rhyme scheme an assurance of obligation by conveying security conviction of ethics duty to protect evidence of controlled confidence finality of fidelity given freely from a faithful friend heavy handed with honor indignant of infidelity jailor of secrets keeper of confidence left over from a…