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“I wonder if I – “ “It wouldn’t work.” “But what if – “ “You can’t. No training; no expertise.” “But – “ “Can’t afford it.” “I’m curious,” I say. “Do you even know what we’re talking about?” He glances … Continue reading
The morning is spent, and me with it. Hours of pulling weeds, spreading wood chips, planning which shrubs to transplant where… Some call it gardening. It’s blatant manipulation, really; rearranging earth’s flora to satisfy human aesthetic. From my chair on … Continue reading
You slip into the crook of my arm as I recline on the sofa, your diapered bottom cradled like a football. I can feel your body beneath my hand rise and fall with your breathing. You – most likely – … Continue reading
Whose legs these are I think I know; Encased in jeans all winter, though. Today I’ll shave, first time this year! The spring reveal: legs white as snow. Belatedly for dVerse MTB prompt: The Body and Poetry
high histrionics hard to handle holidays have a highball, hon H is for Holidays #AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) … Continue reading
The self-proclaimed matriarch deigned to hold sway though the mothers before her had not yet passed away. A whitewater rapid propelled toward the sea, A true force of nature, one might (quietly) say. The matriarch’s offspring like eddies were spun. … Continue reading
Sunday school teacher white-haired and diminutive lessons lost on youth.
Don’t turn your head and dab your eyes. Face square the scene, then raise your cries. Such treachery we must defy, prosecute and rectify. The People’s House they desecrate. Within its halls they defecate. Seditious cowards’ acts of hate true … Continue reading
tear gas, shattered glass; bloodshed, no shred of honor. Winter in my soul.
Beware of snakes selling snake oil, especially if you frequent the same dens.