Offer Expires at Midnight

Someone whispered to me this:

Today is a one-time deal, Elizabeth. Offer expires at midnight.

Midnight in the Life of M It’s days before the anniversary of one year in Connecticut and the leaves are still busting out. The forsythia does not bloom forever.

I can’t tell you about tomorrow, but for today, I am cashing in on the deal.

Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home.