Hurts, doesn’t it?
I shouldn’t touch that, should I?
How are we doing today?
Your questions jar me into awareness
so I can remember
that my pickles are not your pickles.
Your voice jars me open,
shattering the open jars
of my pickled brain.
Björn’s chosen word is “jar” for Quadrille 13 at
Come join us – drinks and entertainment are free, and the Quadrille is always fascinating! Pickles not required.