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Category Archives: Writing
Bitter Choice
Do you remember? Seeing people rain from the sky? Sentenced to die in the sunshine. Their crime: going to work. Locking eyes, Choosing flight, Final act of rebellion: To die flying, holding hands, not by fire. ————————————- The Week 60 … Continue reading
Spring At Last!
Dancing, all are dancing, In the spray, the glorious spray, Come one, come all, Young and old, come to play, Winter is gone, finally gone, It’s the start of a fine new day. —————– (For Trifecta, 33 words inspired by … Continue reading
Time to Change
Wake up in the morning With the clock, the damn clock Splash some cold on my face At the mirror, the damn mirror Today will be different Today I’ll be happy Today I’ll be grateful Today I’ll be kind The … Continue reading
Stone Mask
“But, honey, I was SO drunk. It’ll NEVER happen again! SHE came on to ME!! You’re everything to me, honey.” Her face a mask of stone, she closed her suitcase and walked out. ———————– (Trifextra weekend thing–33 serious words using “stone”)
1st Person
I am the first person I see in the morning. Same old face, same old thoughts. There will be nothing special about this day. I want to run out screaming into the snow. —————————————————— (Trifectra Trifextra’s week 57 wanted 33 … Continue reading
So Pretty
“You’re so pretty. You’re welcome. Yes, it’s my first date since my divorce 2 years ago. I just couldn’t bring myself to date anyone local; my wife was, haha, I mean my ex-wife IS, so popular in that town that … Continue reading
Touch
He came, quietly, Huge and urgent, The inner blankness. What? A sensation beneath his ribs: The Woman, Pricked, pink, hollow-boned, Wild, clanking, squawking, Shouted with panic. Never mind. That’s all he wanted: Touch. ——————- My God, this was fun. I … Continue reading
A Good Start
I have a great start to my first book. I’ve written the acknowledgments and the “endnotes”, I guess you call them. Not a word yet of the book, but, you know how they say a bunch of monkeys with typewriters … Continue reading
No More Talk
We meet, we’re 19, We talk, we talk and talk, We talk till dawn, We sleep till noon, make love till 4, We eat, we talk, make love and talk, We drink, we dance, we talk, make love till dawn, … Continue reading
At Last: Review of “Reapers With Issues”
Where and when did I find blogger and author H. E. Ellis? I have no frickin’ idea. Maybe she found my blog. Who knows? What I do know is that she is a hilarious Italian-American, Floridian-New Englander, all-woman yet one-of-the-guys, … Continue reading
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Tagged H.E.Ellis, Review of Reapers With Issues, The Gods of Asphalt
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