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Drag Queen Bowling Battle: A Glittering Showdown
The lights went low and laser lights, mirror balls, black lights, and neon blazed. Read more
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Gratitude Journals…Yuck
The principal smiled a cold smile. He didn’t like my question. Read more
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Donkey Flowers
Only the angelic can pet a hummingbird or butterfly. Read more
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Murder by the Hydrangeas
The four wheeler wasn’t a damn goat, and Tom didn’t have a helmet. He’d die for sure. Read more
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Saturday Morning
“Girl, I say girl, you gonna behave now?” Read more
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Topiary Park
You’re not exactly Edward Scissorhands, you know.” Read more
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Red Wagon
Life seems incomplete without a red wagon of some sort in my life. Now that my gardening wagon has been stolen, trash and all, from my back porch, there’s a whole in it. There’s a hole in the fence, too. It made me so mad to have to put the fence back together I thought…
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The Storm
Hurricane Ian “Make a wish. Cross your fingers and close your eyes. Blow a kiss onto your fingers and into the fire. Open your fingers as you blow. That’s right. Now your wish will come true,” said the storm . “It’s a Fire wish.” Ian, the mighty Hurricane was at category five and powerful. A…
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Mom’s Lasagna
The best recipes come from old cookbooks. Those suckers have been tested and perfected. They have the right ingredients, lots of love, and you would have to hold your mouth just right to mess them up. Mom’s Lasagna recipe traveled to England and back with me. It is faithful. I remember when I spilled the…
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Fire
“From what I’ve tasted of desire, I think the Earth will end in fire,” said Robert Frost. “I learned a long time ago to hide the things you want most, for those will be taken from you first. Desire all you want, just be careful who you let in your heart,” said Alice Without Malice.…
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Why Write.
I write in general because I always have. I have always kept journals, written stories, essays, poems, and papers. I write because my thoughts, feelings, ideas, language play has to come out somewhere. Writing is problem solving. It’s fun. It’s frustrating. Writing is my best friend. It’s something I have to do. Now, I’m writing…

