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I’m a North Carolina writer looking at the world and making some sense of it through weaving words together. I hope you'll linger awhile and find your stories in my own.

Summer Sentence: what we didn't do — and what we did

Summer Sentence

What we didn’t do — capture a family photograph.
But we
ate sand out of puddles
found a fish,
cuddled the baby
ate shrimp,
found the sandbar,
jumped the waves
watched the baby
ate snapper and flounder
mahi and more shrimp
played on the playground
kissed our cousins
shared a cold
traced some starfish
stamped some letters
watched Buzz
and Coco
and the Beast,
read stories
about a polar bear’s underwear
worried that Max’s supper
wouldn’t be hot
counted fish in
’the bailey book’
rode a boogie board
ate some tacos
learned where poops
come from
sang ‘Itsy Bitsy Spider’
sat in Pop’s lap
ate Pop’s popsicles
didn’t eat Sooze’s
cooking
wondered why
Max chased the dog
with a spatula
missed some pages
talked a bluestreak
turned the music down
felt the ocean’s breeze
dug our toes in
held hands tight
wiped our noses
(a LOT)
missed home (a little)
touched the
baby’s foot
found some
shark’s teeth
saw the
turtle hospital
sat with Mommy
sat with Daddy
built a
bunkbed fort
said “cheese!”
and ate some
bacon
rode the scooter
and the swing
hugged Aunt Pamula
asked Sooze to
Google
lots of things
ate some cantaloupe
colored pictures
ate Friday pizza
painted shells
cried a little (but not too much)
sucked a thumb
washed our feet
watched the baby sleep
tickled
the grandparents
until
it was time to
wash our feet
for the last time.



What's a Story Worth?

What's a Story Worth?