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Kept Woman

I was a kept woman: kept from wanting, kept from having; kept at home, kept at arm’s length; kept alive, kept from living. I kept my head down, kept my opinions to myself. I couldn’t keep up. I gave up. … Continue reading

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Fifth Annual Festival Fail

I was set; had the flyer marked, which events and where, all within walking distance once parked. I’d set my alarm, then canceled one minute early, overwhelmed by baseless fears I thought I’d set aside. Setting my sights on next … Continue reading

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Temperatures Rising

  I arose when the sun rose. As the temperature rose, my rose blossoms opened. My expectations rose about winning a blue ribbon at the county fair. Perhaps I would only win a rose-colored ribbon. That would get a rise … Continue reading

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Table Troll

Furry troll with curious eyes watched as dinner his table imposed. “The password, please, else meet your demise.” Troll drooled and lifted his nose. Ominous threats no one believes, beautiful puppy mine. The password, please, you silly tease. On table … Continue reading

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Football Players

On the sideline, I sip warm cocoa. On field, giants grapple. Sweat and curses fly. Shoulder pads crunch. Whistles blow. The players lumber toward benches, spitting mouth guards and blood. Halftime. My turn. Likewise an athlete, I heft my tuba … Continue reading

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Season’s Greeting

Spring came early. Daffodils sent up blunt shoots. Yellow buds perched atop short stalks. Pushing right through autumn’s detritus, spring defied winter’s chilly winds.   But winter sent a heavy-handed greeting: a caress of snow, an icy kiss of welcome … Continue reading

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A Toast to Childhood

“Cheers, everyone!” Glasses raise in salute. “Clink glasses!” a child calls. Same granddaughter who clapped and “yay”ed following a somber hymn at my dad’s funeral. That’s how her performances are received. I smile and bend down toward her happy face. … Continue reading

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