A Thank You Note or: Happy Mother’s Day
It’s raining here but not there where you are – at home. I checked. I always check. It will be […]
It’s raining here but not there where you are – at home. I checked. I always check. It will be […]
My last city, my home city, is not really much of city. A stop-over. A gateway to the rest of
You fail only if you stop writing. Ray Bradbury It’s been about 70 days since my last post. These are
The tiny butterfly flew out of his mouth. He thought he had something important to say. Instead he got a
A male passenger in a white van stuck his head out of the window and yelled. At me. I was
The new girl in the office said she didn’t eat carbs. But I saw her eating chocolate and stealing staplers.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. Robert Frost I needed to
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up. Hans Christian Andersen I chose the swan, and
I am not cool. It has not and will not ever be a word I could associate with myself. I
I have this problem. Anytime I visit anywhere I decide that is where I am going to live. This is