Source: If you must look back . . .
(create a scene that involves unsalted pretzels and a spray bottle.)
This scene begins with a young man named Earl and his little brother Bud.
Earl: “Did you bring the bottle?”
Bud: “What bottle?”
Earl: “The spray bottle, dummy!”
Bud: “Spray bottle?” What for?”
Earl: “Bud, really. Are we going to have pretzels tonight or not?”
Bud: “Oh yeah…pretzels. Why the spray bottle?”
Earl: “Because, ninny, the pretzels aren’t salted.”
Bud: “How you gonna salt ‘um with a spray bottle?”
Earl: “Jimmy-ne Cricket, boy, don’t you know anything?
Bud: “Yeah, lots…whatcha wanna know?”
Earl looked at him with disgust “The bottle, besides water, has soda in it.”
Earl: Gritting his teeth Earl pronounced each word slowly “water-melts-soda.”
Bud: “You still won’t have any salt.”
Earl: “I’m not bringing you any more!”
Earl: “Don’t start that again!”
Bud: “Oh, okay. By the way, I brought the salt. You’z supposed to bring anything else. Did you bring the pretzels?
Love is the only emotion that expands intelligence; listen to the world speak to you, Derek Walcott
Shine forth, oh winter tease
Grant that eyes consume your freeze
In beauty anxieties welcome rest
Demonstrations of all that’s blessed
Thou hath no wounds to call forth pain
In peace and quiet we have lain
Allowing winter’s healing magic test
Draw us to yon branches cold and bare
Forgetting discomforts of frozen air
Allowing beauty to charm our souls
With the love and patience of the bold.
by Bette A. Stevens
Splendor of countless pigments
In gardens they combine
Echoing grandiose harmony
Serenity you’ll find
And so it is with people
Of every thought and hue
Reflecting me and you
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Thinly laid rays of light
In shades of gray of gray.
Against a rooftop slate
While saplings bend
Before the wind
Thin legs barely