“There’s no way around it.” “Around what?” “A truth we both know.” “Iris, please. Stop being dramatic.” “Keri. Pushing it away doesn’t make it untrue.” Keri spun her engagement ring with her thumb. It was loose. She’d lost weight recently,…
View writingThere are some people who crash-land into your life, and these people, rare and precious, are what I would call "ferocious". Claudette is as multi-colored as any rainbow , deep as any emotional tidewater, as impressive as any steel-cut die,…
View writing“Ferocity.” I don’t need to look it up; its root is “feral” as in cat-like, as in Big cat-like. Aggressive, possessive. At this point, in pain, I don’t have the energy to be ferocious about love. I don’t have love…
View writingThere once lived an artist, a woman of no profession. By law, she was a dependent, by nature, not capable of making choices, or so it was believed. Why should a woman have the option to choose anything without the…
View writingTo be drunk on nostalgia is to imagine everything is over, it’s never coming back, it almost never was. That this is not life anymore, it’s death, and you’re looking backwards to some time when you were alive, and you…
View writingI think not. Today is yet just another beginning. We’re simply taller. Xx
View writingA friend wanted advice about what to name her cat. She’d taken her daughter’s advice but didn’t like “Roman.” She suggested “Booker.” I thought it sounded like a kid’s word: booger. I don’t know whether kids say that anymore. I’m…
View writingAnd a greener grass, and a more loving husband, and a less expensive town, and a richer climate, and a newer shirt, and a cleaner home, and a taller tree, and a bigger dick, and a smarter kid, and a…
View writing(Note: Using these prompts to work on revision of my novel.) “Hear that?” Sarah’s voice pulled me from the deep place I’d been since my head hit the pillow. I’d spent close to 11 hours—every second of daylight we get…
View writingI certainly do not. One go-round in this troubled existence is quite enough for me thank you..though, if according to my beliefs the opposite is any where near true, we will repeat this wheel of pain and joy time after…
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