laughing at the days {guest post for imperfect prose}

When she said, "Where better to look than Proverbs 31?"
my heart sunk hard and I lifted tea to lips in lame disguise.

I am Suzannah's complete lack of enthusiasm

In this sorority, we're tested veterans,

survivors of grueling initiation.
Keepers of the homefront in sweltering season 

where husbands serve God and other mamas' kids 

from dawn 'til taps, repeat.

We labor, too, in ops covert.

Hidden in plain sight, your gaze bore through, unseeing.

                     ...

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