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I could handle. I could buy what they needed, but not the cool stuff. Kids don’t miss what they don’t know.”
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Sometimes a shouting match ended with a loud barking. Dodger didn’t allow the boys to argue.
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This is soooooo political. Not pro Trump at all.
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We were just about the most normal and boring single parent family in the world.
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Everything in that car made me look guilty of something. I saw the cop look inside.
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I have to go back to work today. I’ve enjoyed being off all week and posting daily. I got to participate in my morning writing group for the last ten days, it was wonderful to be able to write in community. For almost two years, we’ve been writing together, it’s such a joy when I…
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It’s the smallest, yet ugliest yard I’ve ever owned.
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I’ve heard that if a bird gets in the house it’s an omen that someone will die.
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A beautiful story deserves to be remembered the same as a bloody one.
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I am not an open book, never was, don’t want to be. Nobody is.
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Relaxation Prison
One could call my home a relaxation prison. I don’t go anywhere or do anything of consequence to anyone but me. I plant and water flowers and watch them flourish along forest paths. I write in solitude. I prepare and eat my meals in solitude. I do everything alone. My warden, Norris, demands his cream.… Read more
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In the Midnight Hour
In the midnight hour, when no one else is around or listening, the story I tell myself is that I didn’t fall off the turnip train yesterday. That the voice of Linda Ronstadt still rings true in my heart and head. I’m still the woman I was forty years ago even though I have silver… Read more
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Long ago
I’m still not used to the Fourth of July without the indignity of the sumptuous feasts my mother concocted on her birthday. They had everything but bursting fireworks against the black sky. They weren’t necessary for her celebrations. Everyone was too tired for them by dark anyway. The family would have had to replenish its… Read more
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Lasagne Night
“Do you remember when we had dinner in that old house in the woods on the farm?” Ruby asked as she took the pan of lasagne out of the oven. Alan smiled. “Yeah, you wore your prom dress and I wore my sport coat. Mom made lasagne for us. We took it to that little… Read more
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School’s Out for Summer
Image generated with AI Being home in my forest among my flowers allows me to be me. The old people said “tending violets cures melancholy.” There’s something about digging in dirt to plant my begonias and impatiens that does the same thing. It restores my soul from working all fall and winter. Every morning of… Read more
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I could handle. I could buy what they needed, but not the cool stuff. Kids don’t miss what they don’t know.”
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Sometimes a shouting match ended with a loud barking. Dodger didn’t allow the boys to argue.
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This is soooooo political. Not pro Trump at all.
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We were just about the most normal and boring single parent family in the world.
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Everything in that car made me look guilty of something. I saw the cop look inside.
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I have to go back to work today. I’ve enjoyed being off all week and posting daily. I got to participate in my morning writing group for the last ten days, it was wonderful to be able to write in community. For almost two years, we’ve been writing together, it’s such a joy when I…
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It’s the smallest, yet ugliest yard I’ve ever owned.
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I’ve heard that if a bird gets in the house it’s an omen that someone will die.
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A beautiful story deserves to be remembered the same as a bloody one.
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I am not an open book, never was, don’t want to be. Nobody is.
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Two Hour Delay Day
At least we don’t have hurricanes.
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Portsmouth
I need to go back to Portsmouth, UK to where my boys were born. I’d like to visit my neighbors, and hang with them a day or two. We’re good friends and good company. You don’t find that often enough these days. I’d like to take the boys with me too. We could walk along…
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But I don’t want to
“Are you still working? Why don’t you retire?” Everybody wanted to know because of the silver hair and wrinkles. Fred asked at the wrong time. Janice was tired and not in the mood. He thought women were silly. He retired early five years ago. “Why? Do you need someone to take care of you?” Janice…
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Elvis and the Baltic Sea
Drat, dammit, and O hell, my plans to go to the Baltic Sea for vacation had fallen through. I was at the pinnacle of despair, flustered to the very bone. It was the coffee klatches fault. Susan’s husband had put his foot down, he said flat out “No.” He wasn’t about to let her go.…
Devonne Brown 