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Self-Help
Log off the news. There are birds floating in cumulus and bees humming in honey. Unplug the phone. Smoke on the porch and learn the language of your rings. Let the sun put its muzzle on your lap. Follow the promise of crossed wires in your brain until they shut down. Then, walk down the pier to where the evening fog flicks the river, because what else is there? Watching a nest being woven with blue ribbon? Laugh when one bird brings the other a collapsed birthday balloon, also blue. Do you know you sounded like your mother just then?
© Cheryl Snell
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| Cheryl Snell Cheryl Snell’s books include several poetry collections and novels. Her most recent writing has appeared in Anti Heroin Chic, 100 Word Story, Blue Unicorn and other journals. This year her work has been nominated for inclusion in Best Microfiction, Best Small Fictions, and BOTN anthologies. She lives in Maryland. |
