Twyla, on facebook
Written with the prompts: thank God none of this is real, write what first comes to mind, caffeine, cats and cuss words, false red lips, stop, I needed contact with those [...]
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Oct, 2019
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Oct, 2019
Kitty and the Armadillo
These were the prompts given to me: eat us an armadillo, laugh till you cry, pick up the pieces, then he joined us, battle of the brain and the body, [...]
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Sep, 2019
Learning to Play
Miranda got up in the morning, fed the cats and ate a fresh peach, mindfully thanking the Universe for the sweetness and the texture of the fruit as well as [...]
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Sep, 2019
Free Books
Years ago, I whimsically folded a few of my original poems into paper airplanes and flew them into the audience at a reading. People were amused. This happened long ago, [...]
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Sep, 2019
The Goldfinch, a book review
This review is a little long, but there's a surprise at the bottom of the post! If you don't have time for reading, at least scroll down there. . . [...]
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Sep, 2019
Peacock Dreams
In her dream, Charlotte forgot that her husband was dead. Her dreaming self did seem to know that Rob was absent. In this imagined space, he had left to get [...]
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Aug, 2019
Happy Labor Day Weekend
I hope summer has been a time of rest, relaxation and fun for you and your loved ones. I suggest we carry that spirit of renewal with us, even as [...]
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Aug, 2019
The Marine Mammal Center
Thirty-something years ago, I was hiking with friends in the Marin Headlands when we came across a cyclone fence enclosing a small yard. Inside the yard were two or three [...]
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Aug, 2019
Big Love
Written with the prompts: when we first met, onions, and high tide When we first met he was sitting on the beach at high tide throwing sweet yellow onions at the [...]
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Aug, 2019
Night Train
On the night train to Paris I looked out the window and saw a school of merpeople practicing lawn tennis. The ghost of Gertrude Stein and the ghost of Alice B. [...]