hooked 0 #1 January 10, 2003 The Hill by Betty J. Reid Long past midnight, hours before dawn I jump up from my bed, pull my longjohns on. Peeking out the window, the snow has started to fall. Slipping on my overalls, I race quickly down the hall. Rushing to the closet, grasping my old wrap, I throw it over my shoulder, give the button a snap. Working all ten fingers, through the holes of much-worn mitts, I stick my feet into the boots that thankfully still fit. Faster than is possible, I head straight for the door. Behind me I am dragging a sled from years before. The wind is loud and howling, snow is blowing all around. Already what has fallen has covered the ground. Tramping through the deepness, only my footprints to see, I head straight for the meadow, the hill is waiting for me. A few more steps, I reach my goal, as always in the past I'll be the first to sled this hill, and I'll be the very last. Breathing in the cool night air, I witness the years first snow. Perhaps this is my favorite spot, in all the sights I know. Holding tight in a world of silence, I shove off with my feet. Wind is picking up my hair, snow hits against my teeth. Traveling faster and faster, I struggle not to tip. Stretching out my snow-damp legs, I lean from hip to hip. What a big delight, this morn has given thee. As all years before have done, when it's just this hill and me. Now if I do my best to hurry, I can take another run. The sun will soon be rising, the day will have begun. But before that can happen, I must be back in bed. For whatever would the children think..... ....if they knew Grandma used their sled! J -------------------------------------- Sometimes we're just being Humans.....But we're always Human Beings. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mindygirl 0 #2 January 10, 2003 She wanted embroidered on panties and her bra, a message that told him he'd gone too far. A message that said "If you can read this," "You're much too close, so give it a miss". "Certainly madam", the saleslady said "In what kind of script would you like it read? Copperplate? Cursive? Bold wouldn't fail." She thought for a moment, then she said..."Braille." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
wmw999 2,589 #3 January 10, 2003 What Do Women Want? by Kim Addonizio I want a red dress. I want it flimsy and cheap, I want it too tight, I want to wear it until someone tears it off me. I want it sleeveless and backless, this dress, so no one has to guess what's underneath. I want to walk down the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store with all those keys glittering in the window, past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old donuts in their cafe, past the Guerra brothers slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly, hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders. I want to walk like I'm the only woman on earth and I can have my pick. I want that red dress bad. I want it to confirm your worst fears about me, to show you how little I care about you or anything except what I want. When I find it, I'll pull that garment from its hanger like I'm choosing a body to carry me into this world, through the birth-cries and the love-cries too, and I'll wear it like bones, like skin, it'll be the goddamned dress they'll bury me in.There is nothing more dangerous than breaking a basic safety rule and getting away with it. It removes fear of the consequences and builds false confidence. (tbrown) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Muenkel 0 #4 January 10, 2003 You chicks are turning me on! _________________________________________ Chris Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
hooked 0 #5 January 10, 2003 Quote You chicks are turning me on! Maybe two of them but certainly not the grandma one! LOL! J -------------------------------------- Sometimes we're just being Humans.....But we're always Human Beings. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
