I've a good neighbor
much put out by dogwood fronds
so gave them a snap
Why did they do that?
Kindness? Hatred? Impose their will?
Did it make them free?
Note: the fronds were invading the sidewalk – I see this elsewhere every day – but I walk around them. This person took the time to break them as if greatly inconvenienced. I think a lot about people who would tell me how to live my life (I’m not free to choose) yet insist on their own freedom.
Calpurnia Republic 