Tagged: guesswork
in every language,
in every language,
a longing for
home –
an idea,
a plan,
a stab in the dark
.
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i always worried
i always worried
that i wouldn’t know how to
pick the freshest, sweetest,
ripest vegetables when
it came down to it,
standing in front of
a pile of greens, reds,
oblongs. in between
snippets of conversations
with fellow shoppers,
even ones who look like
they’re on a mission,
i finally realized
it’s mostly guesswork
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: guesswork