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Hard Candy Christmas
In our search for holiday sweets, my daughter and I found these delightful small candies with perfectly formed designs inside.…
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Equity, to me, would mean a future where I could wear a neurodivergent t-shirt to a causal weekend event.
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The weekend blown like a full set of birthday candles, I head to church not knowing today’s service is in…
Keep readingHow long they last
No one asks how long they last. Nylon blossoms flying higher than half-mast flags.
Keep readingGloPoWriMo#29 Banana Pudding
I. Momma slices the bananas thin, boils the vanilla pudding with freshly manicured hands, but it is my job to…
Keep readingThe Floor is Lava
Whenever my children laugh at The Floor is Lava I shudder thinking of my own childhood– the rubbish and refuse,…
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A while back I decided it would be good fun to write a series of shorts based on my exploits…
Keep readingEvergreen Refuge
When I was done snipping, the scraggly holly bush beside my house was transformed into a ball gown, smooth and…
Keep readingGrocery Store Diary #2
I realized that strange things happen in grocery stores and that these silly stories might well bring joy to others,…
Keep readingOur Father, Father’s Day
Past wooden tomes on cobbled stones to the mouth of the monastery where caution signs and masked lines lead to…
Keep readingGitarzan
This record was my mother’s but I still have it as part of my current collection. It’s a super silly…
Keep readingHave I Told You Lately
I wrote this for a fun challenge on AllPoetry: pick a song your mother loves or loved and craft a…
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Dear Readers, I’m excited to share that the second article in my series, Modern-Day Sirens, was published in the speculative fiction…
Keep readingMy Old Manchego
Eight years together and the only true rumor I can spread about the man is that he has a Manchego…
Keep readingTaking Out My Own Trash
We purchased recycled paper this year, no bows or frills–nope, I said, not in this family. I wanted a celebration…
Keep readingLake of Burning Sexuality
Last Girl’s Club ‘Winter Solstice 2021 Magazine’ is all about one word: Devotion. So, it makes sense that my overly…
Keep readingElfie And Shelfie
Flashback Track Friday #48 asks us to share a holiday tradition we hope will last. Well, every December, two mischievous…
Keep readingThe Medicine Man
As a child, I wanted nothing more than to become an Environmental Scientist and save the planet. For that reason,…
Keep readingMy First Frost
Rise and shine, girls.” My mother shook the wooden bed knob and since all three of us were nestled in…
Keep readingAll I Want…
I was six years old the first time I watched My Fair Lady with my mother. We share many special…
Keep readingThe Fear of Dormancy
What if you need a ticket to get in the final show? Or the creator’s a superhero, and you can’t…
Keep readingCold, Cold Heart
It took less than seven seconds. The silver band with three diamonds, past present and future, but time was loose,…
Keep readingGreen, Green Grass
I learned many, many songs from my grandparents, but I sing this particular song to my daughter in the evenings…
Keep reading2nd First Day
The synchronized push-back of chairs reminds me of nails on a chalkboard. The decision’s been made, the paperwork signed, so…
Keep readingSchool Days
Share a song that they associate with their school days. For me, it has to be Tori Amos’ “Crucify.” In…
Keep readingThe Mother of Cities
The morning after Christmas, we walked frozen cobblestones across the square; there were abandoned igloos around an empty ice-skating rink,…
Keep readingHer Hatsu Hana
Their first time, arm and arm that day; my parents met me in Vienna, and we took the orange line…
Keep readingDisco, Disco Duck
My mother’s record collection was the greatest find of my childhood. Listening to her music was a way of getting…
Keep readingTrailer’d
I went from white womb to buttery rectangular living. A corn-colored carpet, below a honey countertop, with a cut glass…
Keep readingLet’s Dance
“Play it again.”A bulbous speakerpulses on the sideof your plastic-coated shower man cave.Makes the dropletswiggle and giggleas they sloppily glidedown…
Keep readingSunday Writing Prompt-Thoughts from a Ginge
Ginger, Red, fire crotch, fire hydrant, carrot top, each one a singe, temper temper, is that your real color, Ginge?…
Keep readingThe Top 10’s
There is a nostalgia and self-reflection that naturally takes place when something comes to an end.
Keep readingMystery Blogger Award
I was pleasantly surprised to be nominated by Brett @brett_milam for A Mystery Blogger Award after enjoying his varietal blog…
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