Wives’ tales

If you can believe such things, they say now
that tea does not cause kidney stones – it was just
an old wives’ tale. Who are these duplicitous wives
telling such tales? What tricksters live in perfidy,
spreading lies, treason on a tongue so long deprived
of such sweet, iced beverage betraying
its watery beginning with sugary self-improvement.

My wife told me today that wine – that delicious
confection, so warm in my throat, a comforting
inverted blanket covering me inside out,
with a loving embrace – may be causing my pants
to also embrace me too close. Et tu, brute?


Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 11 years and 3-year-old son, and at least for the next year, I’m on the right side of 40. (Both the interstate and existence, in years). I am a Tar Heel born and bred, and watch every Yankees game I can. My goal is to visit all 30 MLB stadiums in the next 10 years. I’ve been to 5 so far! Obviously I enjoy writing, but I also enjoy watching and reading sci-fi. I’m slowly attempting to finish my first novel, a “humorous” sci-fi romp which may be finished one day. I am a Doctor Who obsessive and choose Star Trek over Star Wars.

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