Sweet and cold. The purpose and intent was known. The beautiful image of soft plums in an ice box. This treat was premeditated; designed. To delay pleasure when life may seem at it’s worst – in the morning before coffee.
The crime is punishable no matter the tone. An apology, and act of saying “forgive me” falls flat. Every action requires/creates an equal and opposite reaction. Would you forgive me if I had poisoned the plums?
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Feminism. Canadian identity. Harper 2008. Trudeau present. Neither gifts. No remorse. No accountability. There is so much we can do – apologies waste time and more often serve those apologizing rather than those on the receiving end. Forgive me for my sins, so I can feel better. How does me feeling better benefit you? Shall I buy you fresh plums? Shall I freeze them for you? Would this repayment of my selfishness suffice? How often can I get away with an apology? Five times a week? Ten times in a lifetime? Canadians are known for saying sorry because there is so much to hide. The freezer is empty and the plums are dried.
where rivers are born 