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Memo, Post-its, and Scraps of Paper
Memos to myself. Post-it notes stuck everywhere. Little note pads with lists for everyone. Scraps of paper with phone numbersRead more.
Echos of a Life
The whir of the air conditioner The hum of the refrigerator The deafening sound of silence Straining to hear theRead more.
Salvation through Discipline
When you’re a writer the first thing you do in the morning is write even if it’s just one sentenceRead more.
Deep inside I am dark and raging the medication keeps it from bubbling to the surface but it is thereRead more.
Inspiration from a Dirty Plaster Wall
I was looking through some old writing notebooks today and came across this. The intoxicating scent of sandalwood and myrrhRead more.
Bright Winter Morning
It is another glorious Appalachian day. The sun is shining and a cold wind is blowing outside, while inside IRead more.
Living in a 4-plex has its ups and downs, pun intended. The revolving sets of neighbors, and the fact thatRead more.
Today in the A to Z Challenge is I. Guess you are wondering what Nikki Giovanni has to do withRead more.
Writing is something I do alone. It is a time to think my own thoughts in my own head. ExploreRead more.
Two Plastic Eggs
Two plastic eggs On a fake china plate Two embryos Vying for life in a petri dish Two ideas WhoseRead more.
Stick and Stay #SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday this week is “stick”. Stick hum…the first thing that comes to mind isRead more.
There are times that I am lost, adrift in a sea of emotions that I cannot identify. A small vesselRead more.
#SOCS- Gathering Nuts for the Winter
What popped into my mind when I read that today’s prompt was “coin” was the term to “coin a phrase” ExactlyRead more.
N is for Narrative Poetry
Narrative poetry tells a story. It is usually written in metered verse and is dramatic with objectives and diverse characters.Read more.
When this poem first came to me, I thought it was about a prior relationship. The more I looked atRead more.
“I tire so easily now, It must be the weather” She knew it wasn’t the weather. It was her life.Read more.