is the middle child
a fighter and
an ex smoker
often noticed for
her Dolly Parton-like bosom.
Short and fierce
she breaks through the bull
divides her time
between
FOX NEWS
and QVC
her zealous tongue
encouraged
by her
redneck husband.
She works at the school cafeteria
mostly for the medical
suffers from
allergies and snores
like a lumberjack.
A new grandma
she proudly carries
pictures of the baby
in her wallet
along with
her menopause badge
and a silver revolver
with a pink pearl
handle.
Cornelia DeDona "Poems, Magical Fiction and Photography" I craft poems and stories of resilience and imagination that celebrate the enduring power of kindness.
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