friday

a poem about the end? or the beginning?

we begin at the end, even though there is no arbitrary mark

the birds do not know that it is Friday the grasses grow and the earthworms play all the same.

TGIF, we tweet, including a confetti gif

it makes me wonder just how different life would be if we didn’t have five day weeks and two day weekends

and if the calendar had been conceptualized entirely differently all those years prior

Tagging Agnes Louis | Somsubhra Banerjee | Emily Wilcox| Aimée Gramblin | Vijini Mallawaarachchi | Shannon Hugman | Maziar Ghaderi | Aaron Kemp if you’re up to it and anyone else interested in today’s prompt: friday.

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Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) also thinks of this song named Friday (by IU) when she thinks of Fridays.

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