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Please stop by and say, “Hello,” if you read my words. You make my day.
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Isn’t it sad that most of us begin the day with a lie?
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Think Marilyn Monroe and the subway grate…
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You were flying…you didn’t need to fly into the rose bushes but you did fly.
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“The mighty being is awake and doth with his eternal motion make a sound like thunder, everlastingly.” Wordsworth
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I will never be mother, sister, friend, or decent human of the year because of stupid Christmas cards.
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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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Goulash
Image generated with AI. “I’m making goulash for dinner tonight. I’m going to use Mom’s recipe too.” said Janice. Mason hoped she remembered the recipe. Sometimes her memory of her Mom’s dishes were sketchy and turned out awful like the soup. He was skeptical of this goulash stuff. It had a weird name to it Read more
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Please stop by and say, “Hello,” if you read my words. You make my day.
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Isn’t it sad that most of us begin the day with a lie?
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Think Marilyn Monroe and the subway grate…
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You were flying…you didn’t need to fly into the rose bushes but you did fly.
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“The mighty being is awake and doth with his eternal motion make a sound like thunder, everlastingly.” Wordsworth
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I will never be mother, sister, friend, or decent human of the year because of stupid Christmas cards.
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Rum Punch
I didn’t need to drink, didn’t want to end up a human popsicle on the interstate somewhere between here and home.
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Yutori
Shimmering lights were ahead of him.
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January 6
In a flash of inspiration, Cynthia decided to celebrate the Feast of the Epiphany. She’d had a vision of the three wise men giving their gifts to the Christ child and decided it would be fun to have a small Christmas today. She was sure to get an eye roll from her kids. That’s what…
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Time is a bootlegged curse
Who would have thought a six year old would put a curse on a toybox, but he did. Ian wrote “This toybox is cursed” on the lid of a round cheese wheel box in permanent black marker. He’d given warning, especially to his brother Nick, to leave his stuff alone. Time is a bootlegged curse.…
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The Last Goodbye
Jill set up the tea table for her and Alan. It was the most romantic spot she had ever seen. It was stupid to put it in a field of perfect spheres of ripe round seeds, ready to blow away at the slightest breeze. Nothing stays the same. It wasn’t windy, maybe it would last…
Devonne Brown 