Trixie My Insistent Muse
Trixie is insisting on a hyphenated name.
Okay, I say. Let me get a pencil. She insists on a pen.
That one is blue ink, she says. I want you to use black.
The most demanding muse ever.
I do what I can to comply, so she will stop with the demands.
Where is my car? She asks.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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