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  • Restrictive Rant

    Those horns just sprouted because of you. Read more

  • After the rain

    A whistle blew, splash! Chaos.  Read more

  • Bougie

    Who is she trying to impress anyway? Read more

  • 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

  • Why I Became a Teacher

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

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  • Somebody’s Gonna Hate Me For This.

    One of the “Thou shall nots” said not to kill; they decided they might as well do it anyway, but Moses, that wild man, parted a sea and took off like a shot

  • The Question of the Tractor

    “You damned idiot, you’d be late for your wedding, if you could find a damned woman who’d put up with your shit” said Cedric. He was trying so hard to be positive. He couldn’t though. He was an old man from out the creek, Clymers Creek. Paul couldn’t pour piss out of a boot. All…

  • A Nod to Dante

    In the middle of the journey I came to a dark wood where the straight way was lost. There was no yellow brick road circling toward an emerald city, only a crooked weed lined path with scraggly trees and tumbleweeds. None of the medication I took every morning made the day go right. Harpies to…

  • The Circle: A short chapter

    *The Circle “Well done! Well done!” Will stepped into the firelight, clapping. “Which one of you has the voice of an entire choir of angels? It could blow a hole through the top of the Globe. Now I will always have your voice in my head.” Rue crossed her arms and bent her head to…

  • Real Job?

    My first real job couldn’t have been when I was a waitress or a bartender. They were menial, physical, fast, and required a lot of memory. It was fun to be fast on my feet and fast in my head and hands. Those jobs required social skills and smiles, and knowing how to handle a…