by Lawrence Tirnauer
I think I will use your chant.
Lovely poem, Barri.
I, too, was built to worry. And I'm so traumatized by phone calls bearing bad news that now, whenever the phone rings, I chant aloud "no bad news, no bad news, no bad news" before I answer.
I think I will use your chant.
Lovely poem, Barri.
I, too, was built to worry. And I'm so traumatized by phone calls bearing bad news that now, whenever the phone rings, I chant aloud "no bad news, no bad news, no bad news" before I answer.