twos and threes.

my six word memoirs,
        inspired of course by not quite what i was planning. 

i don’t want any redheaded children.

jennifer cari melissa kathryn kelli matthew.

i need my just in case.

counted minutes, measured miles—i’m here.

i never liked being the sidekick.

dropped a spoon; everything inevitably shattered.

i’ve never belonged in this town.

we collided;  it left a scar.

i checked the mailbox every day.

it took three days to cry.

my optimism was smudged, not erased

some things are necessary—sleep isn’t.

four months; always hated even numbers.

thanks for the compliment.  means nothing.

i wanted betty; kathryn’s fine now.

lost things because i’m not brave.

new year. the future is bright.