It’s Time The plastic dollar store basket I keep my underwear in is overflowing, overstuffed with various sets of six styles of underwear purchased to support my wavering waist, period-puffed and peri-menopausal. The Hanes in bright hues, polka-dotted and pretty lose the elasticity and bottom-sag by 4pm. The costco brand earth tones are too big,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 27