Poses
By Megan Shank

I told myself this Christmas we wouldn’t be like before. John says my daughter and I are like fire and oil, “just like fire and oil,” he says. I don't know. I suppose so. It’s been that way since she started high school. And now when the family gets together and she starts drinking and talking about those socialist politics of hers – well everyone knows socialism didn’t work. So this year she tells me, she says, “Mom, I’ve put in my notice at work,” and she shows me this picture in one of her new agey magazines, pointing to some advertisement, and tells me she’s going to live her dream. I just can’t help it. I throw down the pie crust I’m working on, and I look at the picture of this young woman and an Indian man basically wearing a diaper trying to help the girl get into some yoga pose, and I just ask, I just ask her, “This is your dream? To put your feet on your head?” I can tell you that didn’t go over so well. Maybe next year Christmas will be better.

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Megan Shank can be found at www.meganshank.com.

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