How now, fallen umbrella?
I gave Duane Reade $10.99, you gave me your protection.
I owe you my thanks, fallen umbrella.
The gale force winds were more than you could bare.
You were nylon, fallen umbrella.
The sanitation department will take you to a landfill.
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A friend received an advanced copy of this post and had this to say:
"JMW writes with an almost unknowing ambiguity . . . oscillating gently between her frustrations with the weather and poignant double-speak regarding a failed disposable contraceptive device. Her witty palaver reminds us that the protection we seek cannot be bought in a drug-store, for the forces of nature are stronger, indeed, more than we can bare."
-NYTimes Book Review (2017)
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