Went out on my own on this one...no prompt involved except life today.
Another dog/life reflection
She doesn't know that people are being
exploded today. She has no idea that
teenaged girls are getting raped and
shamed. She only wants to know where
the stuffed owl she was given for her
birthday went, that it could be in my
closet until its sewn up tighter. She
doesn't know that I'm writing about her,
that she's middle aged now, that half
of her life could be gone now. We have
so much in common these days.