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The last time I dreamed about sex it was like one of those dreams you have when you need to pee. You know, you run around looking for a bathroom but never find one. Well, in this dream it was … Continue reading
I’m a blogger. I guess you knew that. Are you a blogger, too? Do you ever use the prompts from this blog to get writing ideas for your own blog? That would thrill me if you do. But maybe you … Continue reading
The floor tile guy arrived at my door with his helper beside him. The helper was a woman in her 20s. She was tank-topped and tattooed with a do rag on her head and ripped jeans on her skinny bottom. … Continue reading
Back in the 80s, I drove a Toyota van. I think it was an ’81. It was the style of van where you were sitting knees to the very front – inches from the car in front of you. There … Continue reading
I proudly pasted the little “I voted” sticker on my shirt and left the polling place. I wanted to wear it to meet my friend for coffee. She took pride in never voting. She said she was finished with the … Continue reading
Lots of bird pass this way on migratory routes between somewhere up north and their destination down south. The most spectacular are the sandhill cranes. It’s a favorite pastime in the fall to head out to the wetlands, the corn … Continue reading
She was a fabulous storyteller. Vivid language, great engagement with her listeners, a dab of acting the part thrown in. She could enthrall. But she didn’t know when to stop. She’d reach a climax, her audience would clap and voice … Continue reading
We all have our very own Paparazzi. Or we will soon. Drones following our every move. Implantable technology that tracks our every movement. Cameras in every store, on every street corner, in everyone’s pocket as they attend events you are … Continue reading
[Directions for the poem: 1 line for each of the five senses, and finish with a last line about an emotion.] I come from seeing my parents and ornery cousins around my grandmother’s big kitchen table. I come from the … Continue reading