Living is not always grand.
I have been held to an inquisition, my body hurts like fresh stumps, my
honor has been mightily assaulted, and my family ties strained. Yesterday I saw my two daughters, ate hot
Krispy Kreme, and sat by The Tennessee River with my lover soaking our feet
while the sun set. If all our troubles
happened while our feet soaked in an ancient river we might have to redefine
“troubles”. Life is not always grand but
it sure can be.
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| My lovers feet! |
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