I wrote this story a few years ago. On the surface it may not seem romantic, but in the chaos of this year, I felt it would make a nice Valentine's Day offering. I hope you enjoy it. When Jenna arrived at the border, she was surprised to find a guard at the gate. His … Continue reading At the Border
A special poem for Valentine's Day! Love is an avocadoshaped like the human heart,and the human heartis a pumpthat sends the blood reelingin ways gravity alonecannot do.But the human heart is also a metaphorfor the depth of human emotion andfor something more that cannot beexpressed directlyand so we callon this poor overworkedhuman organand on avocadosto … Continue reading Love is an Avocado
As a Valentine treat, I’m reviving a little romantic tale of an amorous, adventurous couple. Charlie was a regular guy living a regular life. Then he met Mabel and he slipped over the edge. Mabel was a force of nature, a combination Earth Mother/Ruth Bader Ginsberg no-nonsense intellectual feminine feminist who believed the world was a place … Continue reading Charlie and Mabel
In celebration of the season, I bring you the re-publication of a favorite Valentine's Day, "isn't it romantic" tale. Enjoy! Miranda painted her face with forty-seven different shades of lipstick, browns and corals on her eyelids and forehead, hot flamingo pinks across her cheeks like tiger stripes, and deep reds on her lips and chin. … Continue reading The Sensitive Man and The Chocolate Chip Cookies
As a Valentine treat, I'm reviving a little romantic tale of an amorous, adventurous couple. Charlie was a regular guy living a regular life.  Then he met Mabel and he slipped over the edge.  Mabel was a force of nature, a combination Earth Mother/Ruth Bader Ginsberg no-nonsense intellectual feminine feminist who believed the world was a place … Continue reading The Saga of Charlie and Mabel
Hey, it's Valentine's Day, so I decided to dig up one of my sweetest little love stories of all time.  It's all about the breath.  And chocolate.  Written with my Thursday group with these prompts: Mr. I Can’t, Oh shit, Rufus said, hallways, chocolate yes indeed Matilda called Rufus Mr. I Can’t, Mr. Rain On … Continue reading The Breath of the Universe
She came to work wearing her dragon pants, the ones with the scales from thigh to ankle and the heavy yellowish green tail that drags behind her when she paces between the cubicles.  She bared her teeth in a grimace that she fancied resembles a smile even though she knew it scared all her employees. … Continue reading Dragon Pants
