Wednesday, June 15, 2022

To Doo, or not to Doo. That is the question.

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My poor little doggie. She's always had urinary incontinence, which makes housekeeping a regular pain in the rear. She rarely has a #2...
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Saturday, April 2, 2022

All For Naught

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  I've decided it's true. No good deed goes unpunished. But that it's punished without question says more about the accuser than...
Saturday, August 28, 2021

Gone with the Wind

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 Waiting for Ida to hit.  It's supposed to be the strongest hurricane to hit New Orleans in centuries.  And it's on the 16th anniver...
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Saturday, June 5, 2021

The Train Station

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I'm going to post this, even thought it's not finished and I'm still not sure of all the facts.  But I need to post. It was a dr...
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Monday, May 24, 2021

Haunted by Love

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 I moved home because home was kind. And I am home surrounded by all the things my ancestors held dear. It is my job to hold them dear.  To ...
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Monday, January 25, 2021

Waves

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  The years rush in like waves.  They deposit living things, gasping for air and empty shells  left to the elements —   for calamity  or dis...
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Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Conflagration

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  Conflagration It rained yesterday. Strange. I thought it would clean the air but it smells more like ash than it did before. No scorched...
Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Passion Play

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"Their souls entwined," the poem read, and to the azure skies they sped. A poem's no good unless it's spent on passion, pa...
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Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Suicide Note

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 So.  Time for bed. Two Xanaxes, three Unisoms and almost a fifth of Maker's Mark will guarantee  a dreamless, thoughtless sleep. If I d...
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Saturday, October 3, 2020

Catfish, 1976

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  Okay, so....I can't remember if I've told y'all this. Or if I SHOULD tell y'all this. But.... Way back when I was at Ole...
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Friday, September 18, 2020

Time to Go

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Everything dies, Even you.  But he knew  he only had to touch one, anyone, to send it  away. To make it die. It's what he did as though ...
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Monday, September 14, 2020

Everyday Tragedies

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  Effortless, they smile, they laugh, They talk. Something breaks. The dam crumbles. The truth pours out. Tears. Everyday tragedies. Still t...
Tuesday, August 4, 2020

A Dog's Life

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If I had my druthers, I'd like to come back as my dog in my next life. I've never seen anyone so eager to get a bite to eat. When it...
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Saturday, July 18, 2020

Unbearable Happiness

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So here we are, all cozy warm and wrapped in secret dread that this might work and now instead of rejection's shiny hook on which t...
Saturday, December 28, 2019

Aye Dee Dee

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That moment when Boyfriend asks what I did with the doggie treats. Me: (yelling from the other room) They're on the c...
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Thursday, October 31, 2019

Still Life

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"Envy" by Kevin Brodeur, 2019, Natchez, Mississippi.   Kevin said about his painting:  "It was that moment I looked at my...
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Sunday, September 15, 2019

Sacagawea Shapiro

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I have this friend who's one of the funniest people I know. Here's an example: We were visiting at The Eola Hotel one night and s...
Saturday, August 24, 2019

Waiting for Release

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In the Dark He lies in the gloom and wastes and waits. He is tired. He dreams of the tim...
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