Montell Jordan came to the Fatburger drive-thru – Khadijah Queen  

Montell Jordan came to the Fatburger drive-thru as I was clocking out so I went outside to get his autograph for one of my nieces back East who thought he was soooooo fine he was in a black Suburban with 50-11 dudes & was really cool about it & didn’t try to hit on me I probably smelled like Fat Fries

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What Runs in the Family – Murray Reiss


My mother’s deaf mute brother died

before I could be his nephew,

swinging from the crook of a maple tree

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Weirdly, the Writer’s Almanac website reports that “The text of today’s poem is not available online.”  Maybe it will be put up later in the day? What’s supposed to be there is

First Snow – Mary Oliver

The snow
began here
this morning and all day
continued, its white

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The Room Is as We Left It – Marion Strobel

The room is as we left it
But mellowed to a heightened

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