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[outropeace]

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[wordrummager]

“Tempest in a teaspoon”

Such an exclusive club in this small city between fields

heavy door opening - with no squeak - to a seemingly endless line of wood trim braided and polished and etched with animals enduring the hunt in a non-bloody civilized doily way

heavy carpet smelling of money and wine with fresh flowers in a vase taller than a yardstick

such a lovely tray of desserts and I am ultra-poised right up until I tip my plate and a raspberry makes its getaway (cue the sophisticates’ snickering) but it’s ok, I laugh at myself often too

I don’t belong here, my brain screams as I politely nod and school my face to a mill-pond calm listening to talk of Trump and the Pope and barbecue ribs

while they reminisce about people I don’t know, I imagine I’m at the riverbank near the almost forgotten bridge (I’m in love with its rust) about to sail for Candyland to find a recipe for the dessert I just ate that made me remember being six at a tea party with bunnies and bears - you know, before I started thinking before speaking which takes a lot out of me

so I stare into the teaspoon and see the room reflected in its silly glory, my head forming the smile on edge.