Brown
My mom passed away. Yesterday, October 23. Peacefully, at 92 years old. She was a gentle person (except when she wasn’t) and a mother of 8 plus foster children. She did a lot of...
Category: Poems
Irregular rhythms
I’m having difficulty finding a rhythm. The extended warm weather has thrown me off. Today’s clouds and cooler temperatures come as a relief, an invitation to get a little rest and regrouping time. It...
celebrate
celebrate bone repair at the surgical and medical pavilion
DO_I_KNOW_WHAT_I
Do I know what I’m doing? The simple answer is no I had fun coming home today I’m attached to this machine Helen Adam has been on my mind There’s a possibility It forms...
water
who else could slide down the hill and splash my face with both hands
first post in a long time
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whiling away time
2/22/06 Starbucks High Ridge whiling away time Sam busy at Richie’s (bathroom) I read Ashbery’s Chinese Whispers a birthday gift from Ralph gives me a feeling a sensation like I’m an old disordered Victorian...