I Wished I'd Known Weeks Ago That

I Wish, Peevishly, That He Didn't Know Anything About How Soldiers Sleep, How They Protect Their Fellow Soldiers. It Would Be Nicer If I Could Share The Cloaks Warmth With Him, If We Could Lie With Our Faces Together, Whispering Into The Night.

Amazing, Yetta Thought. Back Home I Couldn't Have Chosen My Own Husband. And Here I'm Thinking About Choosing Presidents, Governors, Mayors, Laws.

Maybe Everyone Is Just Waiting For Someone Else To Save Them.

I Snorted "oh, Beauty. What's That Good For?" Mary Stared, Her Eyes Round. "it Won You The Prince, Did It Not?" I Snorted Again, I Prefer To Think That He Was Captivated By My Charming Personality." I Giggled To Let Mary Know I Was Trying To Make Fun Of Myself.

I Like Playing Around With The Words; I Love It When I Feel Like I've Picked The Exact Right Word To Describe Whatever It Is I'm Trying To Describe