Prelude
What do you do when you’ve given fifteen years of your life to a man, given up your personal ambitions to give him three children and be a stay-at-home mom, only to discover over the phone that he is...
View ArticleMobile Monday
I thought it would be fun to pick a random word from the dictionary (a real dictionary and not the online Scrabble dictionary and no Ma, za is not another word for pizza) and write. So mobile is the...
View ArticleThe Warden of the Passing Cloud
Recently, I decided to pick a random word from the dictionary, a word that starts with the same letter as day of the week I am writing, and make an attempt at poetry, that elusive, beautiful beast....
View ArticleChanging Leaves
Oh say can you see by the light of the stars that is only outshined by the lights of the street covered in concrete that once was the grass that inspired Old Walt to write poetry now past the...
View ArticleLyin With Ghost Thoughts
Sometimes I lie awake at night and stare at the ceilin. Paint chippin off and stained a dingy old yellow from all the cigarettes Mama smokes. Not that it really matters much since you can’t see the...
View ArticleThe Girl Who Would be Silence
Silence. It was what she sought out purposefully with all of the intention of a jackhammer breaking apart concrete. It was elusive, however, just like Santa or the Tooth Fairy. She could not remember...
View ArticleThe Field at Dusk
She finds herself standing in the middle of a field that opens up to a dusk emblazoned sky. It could have been any field in any town. People are milling about, some have camps set up around small...
View ArticleNothing Kind About Man
Misery’s the river of the world If there’s one thing you can say about Mankind There’s nothing kind about man Misery’s the river of the world… Tom Waits “Why I’ll kill you, you little fucking shit! You...
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