She's in the yard, drunk
she can't get in her house
banging on the door
calling her husband obscenities
no wonder he locks her out.
This neighbor will also make an appearance for Wordless Wednesday on the same blog where I am posting my A to Z Challenge entries.
By Alexandra Heep: Author. Humorist. Occasional cat translator. Currently publishing children’s books and writing like it’s 1989—only with fewer mix tapes.
About Alexandra Heep:
Alexandra Heep is a longtime writer, chronic over-thinker, and recovering content mill survivor. Her work has appeared in literary journals, anthologies, and online platforms where words are still respected. She writes children’s books, health reflections, and the occasional blog post laced with humor and hard-won honesty.
After years of illness, detours, and navigating the noise of modern wellness, she returned to writing with the firm belief that stories—like people—don’t have to be perfect to matter.
She publishes under multiple pen names and drinks more goat milk than you’d expect.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
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2 comments:
I am a happy drunk:) Not that I ever am...drunk that is.
Loud,angry drunk females scare me.
Can't wait for the photo!
LOL!
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