Don’t Eat the Moon
This poem continues my theme of December oranges, but also serves as a holiday warning: don't let this season try your patience and drive you to exhaustion! Remember, the smartest [...]
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Dec, 2025
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Dec, 2025
Juicy
Every year on Pearl Harbor Day, I like to tell the story of my late mother, who was picking oranges with her best friend Louise on December 7th, 1941, when [...]
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Nov, 2025
Thanksgiving 2025
I feel it would be disingenuous this year to post my usual affirmation of hoped-for abundance and gratitude for blessings when so many people here in our own country are [...]
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Nov, 2025
Only Energy
Written with the prompts: book on the table, the dead refuse to talk, floating on a star, Mickey a good surgeon, morning routine, Natalie was bored with it all, [...]
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Nov, 2025
Watercolor
Written with the prompts: bright red lips, cave dwellers, something to read, everything was not okay, fast forward six months, can’t save everyone, jelly jar glasses, sanctuary, I’ll come back [...]
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Nov, 2025
Future Island
Written with the prompts: maniac, nostalgic, random lines, every head turned, Melba looking at books, lights flickered, dairy dog, Jimmy heard, we can have pets, future island, bad shit going [...]
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Oct, 2025
Becoming a Crone
This is a reprint of a Halloween favorite. Enjoy! Pearl became a crone gradually. It started when she shed her pastel, party-mint-colored clothes, the pinks, the baby blues and [...]
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Oct, 2025
Naming a Coyote
Written with the prompts: dreams don’t come easy, blended spirits, can I kiss you, change your name, Gloria quacked, not a nice person, new guy in class, on our bellies [...]
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Oct, 2025
October Shift
Written with the prompt: secret colors Climate change is jerking Marilee around. Day before yesterday it rained. Not hard, not steady, but enough to force her into her hooded barn coat and [...]
10
Oct, 2025
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 [...]