Such a beautiful spider she was. They all were. One lived in a garage. Another, in a mailbox we would pass on our way to the Blockbuster we walk to. And She was kept in a jar. I'm sorry we had to kill her...
Feeling dark today. Felt like doing a tribute to spiders. So here it is. I'm the only girl l know who'll pick up a spider from the floor of the classroom and ever so calmly and gently place it outside in the bushes. Spiders are misunderstood, just like me. And that's why I like them.





















