Winter weather humbles us
as time and traffic
actually stand still.
Snow puts me in my place.
Nothing I can do but wait
for the announcement declaring
an official snow day for adults.
Watch the adult inner child run rampant
switching stations, overdosing on sugar,
wilder than any actual child;
and behold the guilt melt away in the face of flakes and
a winter stash of ice cream.
Writing About Rights
Writing about rights
is all right when you have rights,
as opposed to being without rights,
which forces your soul to wander
between hell and limbo,
but then again the fight to preserve your rights
can also be full blown hell.
Is there a fundamental right to have rights?
Or is the right to have rights
predetermined by circumstances of
race, religion,gender, class, age
or the luck/priviledge of being
on the right side of the right ship?
Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. JC prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers…a lot. Her column now appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.