Even the Trees Lean Away
across the street
the jack hammer growl
the front loader murmur
the cement saw scream
from soggy soft men
breaking a driveway
makes my rage engage
build a sound-proof cage
around my body so
my mind can flay
and my heart can stay
chambered delicately
inside the poems
I mourn the calm-quiet
of the six-o-clock dawn
the living are loud
VANESSA SHIELDS 
Yes and so be it, the employed working men of the big shitty of Windsor. I used to love watching men work, make money, get dirty, wolf whistles, disturb our peace. If it was for me, I was paying them, whole different story. Quick like fucking bunnies.
V I got my package and have yet to open it! I sister, am sofa king excited, you have no idea.
I haven’t read a new book yet, this year of 2026! I have a sticker thing on my bulletin board that reads (from you, in a package) dont forgot to read a book that makes you feel good! I will soon, so very soon! Thanks one million plus two hundred and twenty two.
Love n hugs xo
Robin McLennan
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