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  • Bougie

    Who is she trying to impress anyway?

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  • The Homeplace

    In homage to the forestIts heavy shadowsDeep and darkGreener than green,even when the sun is brightand the begonias bloom deep red.Bits of grass, spindly and fine, grow around the river of moss in dotsLike cattails before they’re cutThe bells of the foxglove ring and ring and ringWhen the air moves soft electric Blue Morning glories…

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  • Deadfall Yard

    I’m learning what will grow, and what will grow successfully.

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  • Her leopard, high heeled mules sure footed in the gravel. 

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  • Happy Anniversary

    Of course there was glitter.

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  • La Bouquet

    It looked like somebody made wedding bouquets and needed my blue and white bloomers.

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  • National Registry

    The sound started there

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  • Security

    I love the feel of sheer silk against my skin, don’t you?

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  • The Fatigue

    Doesn’t my interpretation of the painting count? Isn’t it supposed to be a hanging Rorshact test?

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  • Still the Same

    I ran away from home a couple of times. Once after college I went to Texas for no good reason. The last time with a man to England, half an hour from Stonehenge. We had to get married. I was pregnant.  I won’t do that again.  I came back. I am the same person I…

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  • Tune up

    “One of the best parts of the concert is when the orchestra tunes up their instruments,” said Silas. “It hides the frenzy backstage, but hints at it when the squawks and squeaks get flung from the pit to the back of the house.”  “The more frenetic the tune up, the bigger the tribute the director,”… Read more

  • Stella’s Walk

    Stella felt like she walked to the door of an open plane. She was terrified of heights, two miles was a long way to fall. Her walk was short today, less than fifty feet, and she didn’t have to take it, not really. Maybe she wouldn’t. She could turn around. Her friends that surrounded her… Read more

  • Exerpt from Mark Twain’s War Prayer

    Mark Twain’s “War Prayer”. It’s not for everyone. It’s not sweet nor is it funny. Lots of folks don’t even like it. “Lord our Father, our young patriots, idols of our hearts, go forth into battle — be Thou near them! With them — in spirit — we also go forth from the sweet peace… Read more

  • Mom’s Road Trip, Revisted

    Mom lost her mind and married Roebuck. None of the kids could stand him, but she was entitled to her midlife crisis, same as anyone else. Since his house burned down on their first date, something about gunpowder gun cleaning equipment and an explosion, such a catastrophe, that they moved to Texas soon after they… Read more

  • Lotsa Dollar Surprise

    I left the windows on the car open when it got hot in the summer. Mom and Dad always did, so I figured I better too. The car was so hot a dog would have died if I’d have left it in there, a kid would have too, open windows or not. Our parents left… Read more

  • Hollers

    I am from hollersCreativity is shunnedDo what you are told Read more

  • Bougie

    Who is she trying to impress anyway?

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  • The Homeplace

    In homage to the forestIts heavy shadowsDeep and darkGreener than green,even when the sun is brightand the begonias bloom deep red.Bits of grass, spindly and fine, grow around the river of moss in dotsLike cattails before they’re cutThe bells of the foxglove ring and ring and ringWhen the air moves soft electric Blue Morning glories…

    Read more

  • Deadfall Yard

    I’m learning what will grow, and what will grow successfully.

    Read more

  • Her leopard, high heeled mules sure footed in the gravel. 

    Read more

  • Happy Anniversary

    Of course there was glitter.

    Read more

  • La Bouquet

    It looked like somebody made wedding bouquets and needed my blue and white bloomers.

    Read more

  • National Registry

    The sound started there

    Read more

  • Security

    I love the feel of sheer silk against my skin, don’t you?

    Read more

  • The Fatigue

    Doesn’t my interpretation of the painting count? Isn’t it supposed to be a hanging Rorshact test?

    Read more

  • Still the Same

    I ran away from home a couple of times. Once after college I went to Texas for no good reason. The last time with a man to England, half an hour from Stonehenge. We had to get married. I was pregnant.  I won’t do that again.  I came back. I am the same person I…

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  • Interrupting Birdsong

    I asked for the time, but the darkness didn’t answer. I rolled out of bed, and walked down the hall to the kitchen. The clock on the stove said 3:00 a.m., so why not make coffee and enjoy the quiet of the morning? Listen to the songbirds and the breathing of the sleeping humans in…

  • Sanctuary

    All day I will talk nonsense. I will repeat a paragraph eight times in a day. I will point out its main idea, drag it out, make people paste it in a book, and read it back to me. I will pass out little pieces of paper with vocabulary words on them and glue bottles,…

  • Wedding Cut

    “I was sorta hoping you’d include me in your plans. You shouldn’ta moved your head so fast, now look what happened. You look better with longer hair,” she said. It seemed she was a little bit on the crazy side. “I’m Isabella. Everybody calls me Z for short. Want me to be your date for…

  • Morning Curtain

    Snow laden limbs are replaced by blossoms falling to earth and flowers push up from underneath.  Early snowdrops and daffodils show off their color peek from recent fresh green.  Wet brown earth gives way to the promise of gardens, of deep green shadows and tomatoes Something more than squirrels digging through dried leaves. The smell…

  • The Road Trip

    The road trip was a mindset. It required no preparation or preparation of all things, especially the house before the departure. After I took care of the laundry, the cats, the mess, and the packing, I was ready to roll down the road.  Time was not of the essence on a road trip. Stops were…