This weekend our fridge stopped cooling, so I emptied it and turned it off in anticipation of the repairman visit today. And, considering it was disgustingly filthy inside (amazing how much worse things look when they are bare!), I also cleaned it. This gave me lots of time to study the white monstrosity in our kitchen and all of the accummulated junk/treasures stuck on it. Here's a snapshot.
Magnetic PoetryA snowy barn in black and white
Two African children we have never met
a thousand whispers
never easy
always with me
aches
Day-old Liam hung by a dusty bunch of plastic cherries
true beauty trudges through
void
A wedding, a boy and magnetic Betty dressed in a skirt and one shoe
petals fall like honey
languid ly
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