Woo!* Archived Message Posted by Jackie on November 14, 2016, 8:07:06, in reply to "Monday morning poetry corner" Previous Message Good Bones By Maggie Smith Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children. For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind stranger, there is one who would break you, though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful. Message Thread: Monday morning poetry corner - DT November 14, 2016, 6:43:43 Dame Maggie Smith?* - Sammich November 14, 2016, 9:23:47 There is nothing like a Dame Maggie Smith.* - osklister November 14, 2016, 9:28:55 dots - DT November 14, 2016, 9:17:04 Geez, it was just an election. Or maybe she's just really bad with math.* - groupguy November 14, 2016, 9:07:22 nit: REALTOR®* - Tortillini November 14, 2016, 8:08:37 Those folks are touchy about that.* - osklister November 14, 2016, 9:07:09 Woo!* - Jackie November 14, 2016, 8:07:06 *snaps** - NOBSTER November 14, 2016, 7:05:42 I prefer these bones - Figs November 14, 2016, 7:02:26 not these? - Tortillini November 14, 2016, 8:10:06 Maybe these - Figs November 14, 2016, 8:22:41   Searching