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By Kay HusnickPublished about a month ago 1 min read
Top Story - April 2024
Photo by Nancy Hughes on Unsplash

I know the way things rot.

Brown and white slime on sugar snap peas,

black fuzz on applesauce uncovered and abandoned,

the expanding plastic of a milk jug kept in the fridge weeks past the best by date,

Diet Coke grows mold, floating like lilypads at the top of a fast food cup.

After a while, you learn not to open leftover containers.

The reusable must be disposable when it sits too long, as it often does.

I promised myself I would do better this time.

I was doing better this time,

but the rot always catches up.

All things must decay eventually.

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  • Anna 23 days ago

    Congrats on Top Story!

  • Joe Luca26 days ago

    All things do rot and it seems natural to fear this, but in Nature, everything goes that route and we're all still here. 😊

  • angela hepworth26 days ago

    You visualize with your words so amazingly! So vivid and amazing

  • Wow I am glad I was the first commenter for this poem. Congratulations on your top story.

  • Belle28 days ago

    Well written! A great metaphor that leaves us wondering about what kind of fruits we've left to rot. Congrats on your top story! Well done.

  • Liked this

  • D. D. Lee28 days ago

    Really nice piece. Congrats on Top Story!

  • This is oddly beautiful while being at the same time incredibly sad. You capture the feeling of depression really well. Congrats on the Top Story!

  • Suze Kay28 days ago

    Been there! Sending love to you. It’s a cycle for sure, but the periods of cleanliness feel so much sweeter for it.

  • Cathy holmes28 days ago

    This is a wonderful metaphor. Beautiful poem. Congrats on the TS.

  • You manage to find beauty in entropy.

  • Margaret Brennan28 days ago

    my husband always says, "Keep the leftovers. I'll eat them for lunch." he never does. another item for the garbage can.

  • Heather Hubler28 days ago

    I feel that cycle. The line 'I was doing better' hit hard. Wonderful imagery in this difficult piece. Congrats on TS :)

  • Kendall Defoe about a month ago

    Metaphor for life?

  • Esala Gunathilakeabout a month ago

    Wish your good thoughts come true

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