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  • Oracles

    Nobody understands oracles anyway. The words don’t make sense until somebody dies or after a catastrophe happens.” Read more

  • Post New Year’s Day Analysis

    “Aren’t you supposed to party with pretty plates and finger foods on New Year’s day?” “You’re supposed to put out all these pretty snacks and have your friends over and drink champagne and talk about all the disappointment you got at Christmas.” “You’re supposed to be putting away the Christmas tree, running the sweeper, doing… Read more

  • January 1, Writing Prompt

    Jan 1 Writing Prompt I didn’t make this one up. “What chances in my life did I let go or didn’t take?” This is the stuff that four a.m. monologues are made of. I laugh in the face of such insolence, ha. Should we include the stupid alternative choices I made as well? I should… Read more

  • New Year’s Resolutions

    Don’t make any, They have no power, no grip That’s not exactly true You always remember them, no matter what you do. It’s a boundary thing. Put your head down and go face first into the maelstrom, get it over with Like shots, jabs, injections When I was in my forty-fives, I swan dove into… Read more

  • Karma Whispers

    God, if you say one more weird thing about something, You’ll get punched. Read more

  • Christmas Eve Morning

    “Hell, Stan, there are too many for a list?” Stan shook his head no, and whistled low. Greg oozed frustration. “Were you ever sure about anything?” “ I swear we’re here.” Stan jumped up and dunked on Greg. Steve dunked on both of them, then got serious.  “We’ll never get a list like this right,”… Read more

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  • Bougie

    Who is she trying to impress anyway?

  • 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…

  • Deadfall Yard

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

  • Why I Became a Teacher

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

  • Happy Anniversary

    Of course there was glitter.