I often thought this thought in my anthropology classes, reading about conflicts through the ages and how closely they resemble the conflicts of today.
Let's stop being apologetic for being mammals. Let's stop blaming ourselves for physiological processes. Let's say we all get to do what we want with our own hair.
My thoughts for today's poem were prompted by the contrast of the bustling downtown to the rural ghost towns we passed on our recent foray into the forest.
Even though I am risk adverse, I love to play poker. I just prefer to play it low stakes. I still get a thrill!
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated humanist, MBA, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She's did the first half of the year on Patreon and is finishing the year with her poems here!