The Furnace Chatters

The house is quiet, only the furnace is chatting. The temperature has dropped yet again, Virginia is a tired and hungry toddler when it comes to weather. Kelly moved the furniture in the den around a bit, and now there is a desk by the back window. The house now has five different desks in it. We are a house of watchers and wordsmiths. 
I had one poem published this week. Poets do have favorite children, and this is one of mine. More than She Can Bear (@ Eunoia Review) was written as a response to a friend of mine’s, the fabulous Christy Brown,  worries about being pregnant. But I think it encapsulates many of the fears we all have as we navigate this crazy world. Please stop by and read it. Also consider submitting to Eunoia Review. The editor , Ian Chung, gives crazy fast responses to submissions and publishes one piece daily.
That is all for today. I am off to grade papers, write, and bird watch as I work at the desk in the den.
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