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Visiting my mother has always been painful. Every time I went, things were worse. She wasn’t able to see that. See, my mother was what they call a hoarder. “I ain’t no hoarder. That’s first things first,” she’d say. “I’m a keeper. I like… Continue Reading “Keeper — From My Archives”
There’s nothing like being on stage. Bright lights. Loud music. Cheering fans. All eyes on me. And they love me. They really do. No matter what I do or say, they can’t get enough of me. I started singing when I was about 10… Continue Reading “Star Shine — From My Archives”
There was a strong, almost-autumn wind. It upset the grand-kids’ play tent in the backyard, caused the crimson maple to wave furiously. There was a smell that was whipped up in the air. A warm, rich smell. It made Lucille want to smoke on… Continue Reading “Love Story — From My Archives”
Today we’re looking at the beauty of circles. Special thanks, again, to Krow Photography for sharing these beautiful photos. What is it about these pictures that catches your eye?
I’ve been clean for 90 days. No needles putting pleasure into my veins. No white powder up my nose and to my brain to make me see and hear and feel what isn’t there. No bottle to help me sleep walk through the days… Continue Reading “Clean — From My Archives”
Today’s guest post comes from Robert Meyer. He’s a fellow member of Kava Writer\’s Collective and blogger at The Writer (Blocked). Walter Walter is a big man, used to getting his own way, bold and confident. He wears a blue pin-stripe suit because he knows he looks… Continue Reading “Guest Post: Robert Meyer”
Sharon Purple was always my favorite color. I wanted everything to be that color. The walls of my bedroom, my stuffed animals, dresses. Everything. Because purple seemed to make my eyes happy somehow. But the walls of my bedroom were beige. My stuffed animals… Continue Reading “Sharon & Myra — From My Archives”
When the kids are sick in the middle of the night, that’s when I miss having an extra set of hands to help. Or when one has a baseball game at the same time as the dance recital for the other. Sometimes when they… Continue Reading “Single — From My Archives”
I hooked up with Daniel last night. It was the second time with him. He sent me a text and I squeezed out my window to meet him at the corner. He parked his car in the lot outside a preschool. “You know this… Continue Reading “Used — From My Archives”
Today’s post comes from my good friend Annette Deaton. This lady is talented, let me tell you. This picture and the story that goes along with it moved me. [This] picture…is a pencil sketch I did in honor of my Grandfather whom I… Continue Reading “Guest Post: Annette Deaton”
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