Poetry ~ Cabbage After Christmas

Sometimes I think that if it were possible to tell a story often enough to make the hurt ease up, to make the words slide down my arms and away from me like water, I would tell that story a thousand times.

Anita Shreve, from her book–*The Weight of Water

Of all the fiction I’ve read in over 60 years, this line is so personal that I wish I’d writen it. ~ Cale