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It wasn’t about the cat.
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I seem to have defied logic.
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“We’re your cheering section, sent from Zeus to make you smile.”
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“We belong together, Cynthia. I’ll be gentle with you forever. I will keep you safe even in your dreams.”
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No time share was worth freezer burn…
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Finally, after all these years, the “Lionel and Berny,” an intimate bowl of a theatre would open.
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Not everyone dreams of living in a mansion with granite. Some of us dream of a house with an old stone wall.
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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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It wasn’t about the cat.
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I seem to have defied logic.
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“We’re your cheering section, sent from Zeus to make you smile.”
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“We belong together, Cynthia. I’ll be gentle with you forever. I will keep you safe even in your dreams.”
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No time share was worth freezer burn…
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Finally, after all these years, the “Lionel and Berny,” an intimate bowl of a theatre would open.
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Not everyone dreams of living in a mansion with granite. Some of us dream of a house with an old stone wall.
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Test Day
It’s the little things that make mountains. Kaiden didn’t want to wear his headphones even though they were a requirement for the test. “I know how to read, why do I have to do this?” He was in the sixth grade, and his third grade reading scores indicated that headphones would be more helpful than…
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Milk and Bread
What was I supposed to do, paint illustrations of ghost stories?
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Nobody is watching
Nobody is watching.
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Joys of Homeownership
“I know it’s not much, but I’ve been saving this for the apocalypse,” Traci dumped her bag on the dining room table. A ball of twine, a box of matches, a straight razor, scissors, a bottle of valium, and a loaded pistol. “This isn’t the apocalypse, the pipes are backed up. We have to call…
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Paris
Betty dreaded opening the package the mailman was about to deliver. She knew what it was when she watched him come up the street. She should just refuse to accept it, turn around and send it back right then. Return to sender. That would be the smart thing to do. She didn’t want to dredge…
Devonne Brown 