Today’s poem for Day 9 of NaPoWriMo based on the prompt: list of things. I’m a big fan of lists (I write them and rely on them daily) and love The Pillow Book by Shonagon. Here are some of my other listicle poems if you’d like to read more:
Things Of Mine That Are Broken
poetry & prose by HLR 
That last line. This slays me
You slay, I slay, we slay, all day ;)
Love this 💛 completely relate to the plastic bags under the sink and the not so easy peelers x