(Not An Actual) Cry For Help

twilight a poem by ms. jennifer a. lancaster some days i cannot wrap my mind around the shame that is my life P.S. Also in my cart on this particular Target run? Dry cat food, wet cat food, cat treats, cat litter, cat toys, a pair of plus-size jeans, twelve cans of green beans, and six soups-for-one. P.P.S. I assured the cashier I was married. (Pretty sure she didn't believe me.) P.P.P.S. And if you think I didn't immediately RUSH home and order the coordinating Jacob, Bella, and Alice action...