From Where the Kudzu Grows

More from Adam ūüėČ

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Friendships or acquaintances?  God grant me the wisdom to distinguish between the two.

They came and went over the years.  Names, places, remembered in bits and pieces.

Things I thought would last‚Äďdidn‚Äôt.¬† Things never expected to last, persevered.

Was the glass half-full or half-empty?  Who cared?  In either case, the glass was not full, and was less than adequate.

Her beauty slapped me in the face‚Äďhard as a dead fish.¬† Covered in a kudzu gown, with roots that still dripped¬†dirt.¬†Beauty an illusion that came from within.¬† Reality never knocked‚Äďalways let itself in.

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