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Halloween 382 Miles Away

Image by Andreas Lischka from Pixabay I drove back 382 miles and 39 years To what’s no longer a home. Searching for something.   I killed him years ago, But, we have unfinished business. The shovel is so cold to […]

Halloween 382 Miles Away

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Image by Andreas Lischka from Pixabay I drove back 382 miles and 39 years To what’s no longer a home. Searching for something.   I killed him years ago, But, we have unfinished business. The shovel is so cold to […]

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Catchy

Wear cotton masks where'er you go stay miles away from strangers Wash hands til they turn cracked and red Report scofflaws to rangers Raid grocers shelves at 6 am make shopping trips a caper Buy

Old Leather

The dogwood I planted last year has sprouted darts, rocks piled on the side, boastful testaments, to pick and shovel, digging bar, Yes I did it labor.   Just across from the dogwood, the trunk of a neighbor, now gray and

locust credit Dom Alberts Pixabay

Locusts

Given time, every conversation ceases: perhaps someone has grasped the inevitable lurking beyond the reach of our words. Rocking gently, our heads nodding like branches burdened with fruit, we practice waiting for a reply. In

A Nephew’s Hug

It was the right time   For the longest hug.   Had my nephew fathomed the death of his own younger brother?   Did he know his powerful, but soothing words, the prior night’s eulogy, quoting my own father’s favorite poem needed to

 Fingers

Raspy cough, white bathrobe, fingers reaching for your ivory coffee mug, red lipstick on the rim, fingers, slender and strong like vice grips, nails stripped of polish, fingers, so many years before pressing a cold washcloth against my fevered forehead. fingers, stretching for chocolate, sneaking smokes. fingers, clasping

Mac

Mac peered over his machine. His frantic foreman missed the wiser-than-you’ll-ever-be smile.   Mac was never disrespectful. But nobody messed with Shop Steward Billy McGuire, WWII U.S. Army Veteran.   I caught the big guy’s dry smile myself, radical know-it-all I

9 Ways to Grow Your Poetry Blog

Growing a blog presents a challenge especially when the topic is focused on creative material such as poetry or writing. There is no shortage of talented writers who never

The Future of the Printed Books in the Digital Age

In today’s modern society, hardcovers and paperbacks have lost their place as a front-runner in the book industry, with new innovation and technology being so rampantly developed and researched

We’ll Be Fine

The presidential scholar drips delicate fingers down his chin. With smooth, white, Ivy-infused certitude, he promises. Our institutions are strong. We will be just fine.   Let’s hope, the anchor replies, profusely praising his brilliance, deftly slipping into

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