The Wind

Written with my Thursday night group.  The prompt was “the wind has to stop!”  But I interpreted it a bit differently. The wind has two stops. It curls down Alhambra Boulevard and stops near the corner of 29thand R Streets.  It greets the people waiting at the light rail station with the scent of the river, … Continue reading The Wind

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Escaping Fresh Produce

Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts:  waiting for the rain, in the kitchen, wayfarer, in the hands of God Maryann sat in the kitchen surrounded by fresh produce Frank had carried in just moments earlier.  She didn’t know where he’d gotten this large paper bag of zucchini and tomatoes, eggplants and … Continue reading Escaping Fresh Produce

Rally Etiquette

A few weeks ago I was at a political demonstration outside a government building.  I don't want to give specifics because it didn't go so well.  The people who organized the gathering were well-meaning, but perhaps they were novices.  There were few demonstrators there.  Arguments began to break out.  That's right, we were fighting among … Continue reading Rally Etiquette

Summer Solstice

I wrote this a year ago after a morning volunteering at the center that serves breakfast to low-income and homeless women and children.  The kitchen was being remodeled back then, so we were only offering coffee in paper cups and to-go items like fruit, wrapped cheese, and protein bars.  It was the week of the … Continue reading Summer Solstice

The Musings of Marietta Mallard

This was written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompt, "Don't feed the ducks."  It should be noted that the photo above is of Joe Mallard, as his mate Marietta is rather camera shy.   Joe and Marietta Mallard were vacationing in Sacramento valley pools they caught sight of as they traversed the … Continue reading The Musings of Marietta Mallard

Breathing Just a Little

“Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?”  Mary Oliver I like to imagine that the breath goes everywhere in my body, not just into my lungs, and—hey, it’s just occurred to me—it does!!  I know this because I used to teach a very pared down simplified science lesson on the … Continue reading Breathing Just a Little