The Little Hand-Held Electric Mixer Who Could
Written with my Tuesday group with the prompts: cornucopia, apples, pies I like to bake but I don’t do it that often. I don’t do it that often because I [...]
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Nov, 2018
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Nov, 2018
Knowing she was sad, eleven crows
Knowing she was sad, eleven crows arrived with gifts: delicate feathers chips of quartz and granite, short lengths of red and yellow yarn, crumpled bits of paper all colorful, some shiny with beef tallow others [...]
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Nov, 2018
Dia De Los Muertos
The prompt for this one was "nature's tranquilizer." This is where it led. I had one of those nights when I thought I couldn’t sleep, when I thought my mind [...]
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Oct, 2018
They are Coming
At dusk, when the day turns orange, then pink, then purple, spanning the color spectrum in the time it takes to walk home from the park, the ghosts come out. [...]
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Oct, 2018
The PTA Meeting
I was a little reluctant to share this one because I like to think of myself as a pacifist. Please know that I wrote this in the spirit of--oh, what [...]
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Oct, 2018
Vertigo
Recently I was doing a yoga DVD and I got my first taste of vertigo. I think it happened when I was doing one of those poses where you’re bent [...]
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Oct, 2018
Something Burning
Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: diner waitress, burning, haphazard groups, in David’s mind We live in a land where the autumn is brown and orange. The leaves [...]
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Sep, 2018
When Summer Lingers
In September, when summer lingers in the valley, the sky hovers low and dusky over the city. Few brave the hot pavement. Children hide in curtained bedrooms gazing at flickering screens, [...]
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Sep, 2018
The Body Loves Slowness
Written with my Tuesday writing group with the prompt: the body loves slowness. A bit of a farewell to summer! Sound is fast. Light is faster. The pungent scent of [...]
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Sep, 2018
The Return
I started writing this with my Tuesday group and finished writing it with my Thursday group. Prompts included: tsunami, threat, taking your time, if you ignore it might go away. Lionel [...]