laughing as we take turns

all the un-shoed people
meandering through annie’s place
where we have set up a maker’s pop-up shop
featuring baked goods, herbal offerings, sheep skins and wool fiber bedding, prints and paintings, willow woven baskets and woodwoorked painted things while my typewriter clacks and
the holiday tunes croon in the background
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noa walking in
shaking the whip cream in the quart jar
that will later go with the cake
celebrating her 8th
rotation around the sun
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how we repeat the phrase five times fast
sloth shrug (plus a third word i can’t remember)
over dinner
laughing as we take turns
in the dim light