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Time Is Not A Line
Time stretched and bent around her as she sat. She’d been sitting in this chair by the door for some time. She’d been sitting in this...
May 11, 2018


Writing With Beginner’s Mind: Reposted
Who knew a four-day, 2500-kilometre solo drive in the rain, preceded and followed by intense moving activities, could be so exhausting?...
May 4, 2018


Haiku: On The Road From Here To There
Immortal Duck Immortalized in terrycloth, Marble bathroom counter Patiently waiting: origami duck Photo credit: Copyright © 2018 Tunde...
Apr 26, 2018


An Ordinary Late Winter Afternoon
If only she hadn’t brought the damn dog. All the old farmers would tell you, always leave the dogs at home. But they were stupid, so so...
Apr 19, 2018


And The Diamonds Danced
She sat quietly, breathing in and breathing out, breathing in the sharp-sweet-bitter-slightly-sulfurous tang of seaweed and of salt. She...
Apr 13, 2018


Conclusion: Till The Cows Come Home
[Continued from post of March 22, 2018] 1. Dream Boy I knew it, I knew it, I knew it, thought Dream Boy. Those stupid cows have gone all...
Apr 5, 2018


They Thought There’d Be More Time
They knew death was coming. Eventually. Maybe even soon. But none of them knew Death well enough to know how soon, and so it took them by...
Mar 30, 2018


Till The Cows Come Home
1. Molly Molly peered cautiously over the fence. She turned her huge head one way, then the other, muttering to herself as one of those...
Mar 22, 2018


On The Shores Of Her Heart
She sat and sat and sat, waves of regret crashing on the shores of her heart, waves depositing the flotsam and jetsam of her broken life...
Mar 15, 2018


Haiku I & Haiku II, Irritated Ducks
Irritated Duck 1 Irritated duck, snarking Raucous splashing, the chase is on Spring comes to the pond Irritated Duck 2 Irritated duck,...
Mar 8, 2018
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