From paper towel coasters,
to old school notes;
from newspapers (old news anyway),
to freewriting prompts hastily wrote;
from junk mail magazines to
toilet tissue raids;
to scrapbooking scraps,
suburban scrawls,
and crayon on expired coupons,
she jumps on the loveseat all day
with the cushions out,
all the while tearing paper
into tatters—
a baby bird building her
indoor nest,
leaving the house not looking
its Sunday best.