Hi Bonnie, Thanks for your feedback on my poem. I made some edits to try to make the meaning more clear. I would so appreciate it if you could let me know the impact of these edits on clarity. Very…

{not part of other story} You promised to be somebody fresh, straightforward, not a cliche of every guy online that we'd joked about on that first date. But look at you now. Sneaking away after that second week of wild…

Eve gazes at you from within a frozen river. The apple blush of her cheeks. She is still breathing but oh, the sorrow. When you wake, you deny her. Such knowledge interferes with business. Yes, she was there. She knows…

This Room is full of memories of You. A rugged blue dog painting that you rescued from the trash. Had a dog & his name was Blue--betcha a dollar he's a good dog too. Awww, Blue, you good dog, you.…

[ongoing story] I make my way down the sidewalk past the tweens with their lack of awareness of their physical presence and their lumpy backpacks. I'm sympathetic. Their brains aren't formed. They're a little bit stupid still. But I'm not…

My heart is a bit too big for my small chest. My family first became aware of this physical circumstance when I was eight years of age & my mother brought me in for a physical check-up. After my exam,…

The How & Why of All Things is rather beyond my scope. Nevertheless & All for the Best, I do not give up Hope. When I do figure Something out I give a glad, loud shout. Look at me, I…

Swimming in a sea of it, with waves so lush, so overpowering, there was no room left for doubt. Love. A sea of love. Salty and sweet , filled with organic matter alive and decaying, which was why the soup…

One thing that binds me, keeps me grounded & down-to-earth & humble is my job as an assistant teacher. Being an assistant positions me as an underling. This summer, one teacher feels compelled to reprimand me for many things I…

[ongoing long story about Amelia, an ambivalent grad student on the cusp of making a decision, any decision. She has a huge rescue dog Raul and a very wealthy friend Jana.] I take the long, long walk home. She said…

This past weekend I attended the Oregon Country Fair on Friday and Sunday. This was the 58th year of this special three-day event. It was my fifth time attending the fair. Stevie, my son, had been attending the Oregon country…