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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4007 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention I Am Luggage III Gary Blankenship I am Luggage, packed to near bursting with neat, folded metaphors, tight, rolled similes, enough accessories for simple adornment but not to plump the goose. A side pocket is stuffed with bottles and tins to hold emotions, adult proof locks to prevent envy, love, angst, honesty poisoning. Another for shoes – open-toed sandals for narrow roads, scuffed boots, dress cordovans in case we get lucky. Down their toes, extra socks and thermal underwear share space with beachwear and sensible hats. I am packed to the brim, unable to hold another hair shirt, suit standing stiff before the bar beach umbrellas from last night’s mocktails. No room for journals, pens, ink, reference books, beach reads, studied guides, obscure Byzantium tomes (a common book of prayer tucked between out of fashion gerunds and wrinkled modifiers just in case there is a need for prayer). Rhyme and meter left in the back of the hall closet, not given even momentary consideration. I am a carry-all, but there is too much to carry, and we have not even begun to pack you. |
