A collection of things that mean so much to the curator
Love wrapped in plastic and placed in a binder
Building the history of a lifetime one photo at a time
Until it is placed away on a shelf where it awaits the proper time
Meaning the time to pull it out when her first boyfriend visits
The enormity of the situation was not lost on Joy.
It made everyone around her pause and take notice of how bad it was getting
Nothing in her life had prepared her for what was to come
Yet the feel of her baby daughter’s hand wrapped around her finger gave her hope.
Bouncing along to the rock-hard bass sculpture
Enjoying the poetry of the melody
And reveling in the colorful painting of the harmony
That’s wrapped in a ballet for your ears
So much artistic goodness for your soul
The roll was empty again, and that pissed off Heather
All she wanted was for her roommates to replace the roll when it ran out
Perhaps this would stick with them
Every roll of toilet paper, except the one she hid, was soon wrapped in scotch…
Fiercely defending her right to her emotional space, she stripped off the pink dress
Everyone was encroaching on her. In the past, they might have swallowed her whole.
Now she wrapped her fists with barbed wire, feeling it cut into her skin.
Come on world. It’s me against all of you, and I’m ready to fight dirty.
Everyone better watch out. Mama bear is ready to defend her territory.