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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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Barefoot Willie, revisited
Barefoot Willie sang to his bunny and his bunny sang to him. Read more
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Carolina on Their Minds
Mary rolled the joint with a dollar bill and impressed the four others in the room as usual. Every Tuesday for the last two years the “Women of Presence” as they had labeled themselves, met in Lynn’s basement room and got high after work. Mary passed the joint to Sallie, who lit it herself. “I… Read more
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Healing Presence
My seven a.m. writing group has been a healing presence for me. I’ve expressed more of myself to that group of people in fact and fiction than I ever have to any relative, friend, or therapist. Because of them, I’ve grown as a writer and a human. The journey continues to be full. I learn… Read more
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Three or Four Cabinets
The ladies of the family have a disease. We are besotted with the collecting of pretty vintage dishes. Cheap dime store ceramics, thrift store cut crystal, hand me down depression glass and more fill not one but three china cabinets in my little old lady school teacher’s home. Actually, there are four if you count… Read more
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Virgie’s Soup
My grandmother, Virgie made soup from whatever she had in the pantry, canned tomatoes, corn, green beans, potatoes, and carrots. She cooked it down then thickened it up. It was sour with a hint of all the vegetables working in tandem. Soup days at Virgies’s were reserved for project days. We could work straight through,… Read more
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Quiescence n. Calm, serene atmosphere
“My mind is like somebody emptied the silverware drawer on a trampoline and the boys are jumping on it,” Ruth told Janice while she scrubbed the bathroom floor. Janice was in the bathtub cleaning the walls and around the window. So much mildew, it flourished in the hot soapy steam of the shower. “I don’t… 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 