Poetry

I am not good at cleaning the mirror in our bathroom.It ends up with an all-over smudgeFoggyA film covering overWhere the dots of toothpasteUsed to be. The first time it happenedI was annoyed:Here I had scrubbed and rubbedAnd made it worse!Injustice reigns! The second time I asked for help:My law professor husband TimKnows how to clean […]