FICTION GROWING UP 18 Dec 2017 GROWING UP I was five years old when Grandpa Williams picked up my mother, my two brothers and myself at the Greyhound station. tired hungry and of course cranky I’m…
FICTION Return To Birth 18 Dec 2017 Should I but return to my birth, would life had I to start over? I would have parents that did not infuse my life with “abandonment issues” that I still…
FICTION GRIEF 18 Dec 201720 Feb 2018 Each day our grief is like the ebb and flow an ocean rushing at us one minute and easing back another each grain of sand a tiny piece of our…
FICTION Sharing 17 Nov 201717 Nov 2017 After I've taken my last breath Share the memories of me with your children and grandchildren Pass the love along that you felt with me even when we loved in…
FICTION What You’re Made For 14 Nov 2017 When you’re five lying in bed waiting for the wood floors to creak you lie so still so he'll think you're asleep When you're ten you think here he comes…
FICTION Time 13 Nov 2017 All by myself looking out on the square from my window up above wine glass in hand empty again I drink too much I say out loud I am tired…
FICTION DAD 5 Nov 2017 Lady Antebellum sings this song “DANCING AWAY WITH MY HEART” which has inspired me to pen a few lines in tribute to my father as it is close to his…
FICTION AGAIN 5 Nov 2017 Men, women, children, pregnant women, 24 at last count. Their blood splattered across church pews puddling on the floor as they stare with open eyes at nothing and no one.…
FICTION COUNTRY LIVING 29 Oct 201720 Feb 2018 Bringing the last cup of coffee to her deck on the back of the house, she lights the citronella candle but sets it under the table, the smell bothers…
FICTION TAMMY ‘N JEB 24 Oct 2017 Tammy stands over the old red and white enameled pot set on the old boards she had found and put together as her table, her hands in the steaming water…
