On Having a Day Alone in My Own House
I sculpt my gratitude into a Soviet-era monument, a giant blocky thing for the town square. Buses of tourists gawk at it, marveling at the effort. Mothers and fathers nod secretly to themselves: yes, for a day alone in my own house, I agree, such a massive thank-you makes perfect sense.
–Jessy Randall
Jessy Randall’s website is http://personalwebs.coloradocollege.edu/~jrandall. She keeps track of library shenanigans at http://libraryshenanigans.wordpress.com/.
It sure does!
This made me laugh with recognition. Thank you!
You’ve found a hole
in the fabric
of time and space
Duration uncertain
Instinct is to memorialize
But no action can make this
more memorable
than the event itself
Too special to simply sit and watch TV
To sleep it away would be a Cardinal Sin
Chores can be done anytime but now
Hope the phone does not ring
Alone.
In your own house.
You want to make dust angels
on the hardwood floor
in your underwear