Earworm

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Writers' Pantry #86 

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Exiting the grocery,

I heard the woman say,

 to a phone I didn’t see,

or to herself,

more likely,

 

 “You have condensation

and

you pray to Satan.”

 

Something poetic in those words,

caught me by the ear

and held on tight.

 

Tell me more!


©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved


Comments

  1. Rosemary Nissen-WadeSeptember 5, 2021 at 7:12 PM

    Yes indeed, what an intriguing snippet!

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    1. LisaSeptember 5, 2021 at 9:21 PM

      It was! I was going in, and she was on her way out, so I didn't get a chance to hear more.

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  2. HelenSeptember 6, 2021 at 10:16 AM

    Oh yes ... do tell me more would have been my reaction as well.

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    1. LisaSeptember 7, 2021 at 12:56 PM

      There may have been another side to the conversation, even if there wasn't a phone. I'd have liked to hear it!

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  3. rallentandaSeptember 7, 2021 at 7:43 AM

    Yes always carry a clove of garlic and a cross when shopping LOL

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    1. LisaSeptember 12, 2021 at 7:12 AM

      At least the garlic would be in the produce department!

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