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Even Burnt Wood Floats

Damaged does not mean Destroyed

Daily Prompt: Pretend–(for when reality is too much)

Pretend that's not really my alarm going off, I just went to sleep. Pretend I really do want to walk that extra mile, not that I have to because I ate popcorn last night. Pretend that customer did not just... Continue Reading →

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Just a Broken Bone

I don't know that I've ever been a great daughter. You know what I mean, some daughters are involved with their families, so active, so present, so busy. I don't think I've ever been that. Don't get me wrong, I'm... Continue Reading →

Writers Write

Writers write. That's why I'm here. Doing a blog I mean, not here on the Earth, I don't think, maybe. I've always wanted to write. Wait for it...here's the cliche now...ever since I can remember. Really though, I was in... Continue Reading →

The Kitchen Floor

We moved into a new place last November. A condo. Before┬áthe move, my dishes--my┬áplates, my bowls, my coffee cups, even my drinking glasses, were hardy. Now they aren't. But they haven't changed. I blame the kitchen floor, all fancy ceramic... Continue Reading →

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