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Blog postTraveling Difficult Paths
I was driving the other day and noticed a young man sitting on a busy corner of a business amid the activity hub of people going home for the workday. The man looked to be about the age of my son who just graduated from college. He sat with a backpack and little else, his eyes were shaded with sunglasses. Upon closer examination, I could tell he was adrift, cast out into the life of the streets.
We see them every day, all ages of people from all place -
Blog postBlind dating? Why bring back that horror? Cycling back to the days of yore (before smartphones and Tick Tock) way back to the time when telephones were wired into walls and were usually located in the kitchen (we could call it the 1970s, or you could even go later on the timeline). Back to when you had a well-meaning friend who wanted to set your love life on the right track.
In those times, the blind date could be both an exciting and terrifying experience. Remember the movie, -
Blog postFor eleven days, we have stood by to watch horrific history unfold in front of our eyes. We have watched a foul man that many have labeled as unstable warp and craft his own version of history and make a move to land grab a sovereign country.
We have watched as President Zelenskiy whose selfless service and devotion have taught many of us a lesson about what type of person we should be. We have watched unparalleled resistance by everyday Ukranian citizens that has reminded many of us -
Blog postA good way to experiment with and change your rhythm when writing your fiction stories is to experiment with voice. Think of some of your favorite authors or some of the greats. Try writing your story incorporating that voice. For example, maybe you want to enhance your stories with your version of Hemingway, Maya Angelou, Edgar Allan Poe, Arthur Conan Doyle, or perhaps, even The Bard himself. You know who some of your favorite ones are.
Today, I am choosing to demonstrate with the ev -
Blog postWinter was wearing her final lace gown
Look close, spring’s earliest blooms
were sprouting like fresh news
February promises an end to bitter winter
honoring history and presidents
even making a sweet case
for chocolate hearts
Then, so far, we were relatively safe
from space lasers
giant lizard people
and corrupt narcissists who would be king
We were still on this side of chill in the air
blue nort -
Blog postWhen mama comes home
she’s wrapped in heaviness
like she stacked all the bricks
on the corner
upon her shoulders
side-stepping around
in her minimum wage shoes
the mark on her arm
barely healed
working sick in the twilight
making ends meet in sorrow
home to an old house
leaking air and salvation
When mama comes in
so tired her eyes burn
her hands loosing grip
her wor -
Blog postThe absolute value of x is x
sometimes
usually
always?
This is as true today
as perhaps eons ago
I’ll admit that I have trouble
with x
It’s like a tall, masked Zoro
but is it just a letter
or an imposter for a number?
If a number line reaches into infinity
is it a place worth going
if I could be twenty-two again
on the number line
or would I find myself at ninety?
Wh -
Blog postI was quite open to summoning
your deceased cat
even to calling in the Dead Files
to seek the secrets harbored by our house
I didn’t object to the
large sage plant
fumigating every room
seeping into silent shadows
herbal delight
spirit fright!
And wasn’t it I
the fearless, fanatic
searching out the perfect shaman
rustling through Reiki Masters
like they really did have a charm?
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Blog postThe oppressor
dark clad oozing malice
enters here at the mouth of the alley
watching, waiting
as time yawns carelessly
on a nonchalant afternoon
Three blocks down
students spill from school
scattering like racing inkblots
from a fifth period essay
left unfinished
Two girls turn a corner
go down the alley
drinking up youth’s spicy nectar
in May’s sunshine
But he sees and cons -
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