Memories Of My Mother
I remembered my mother so vividly just now, As I zipped up the front of my long green robe. A gift from her one merry Christmas morning, I remember how I loved the color, its depth, The feel of the velvet soft between More...
Spoken
Scroobius Pip Too many ideas and my brain won’t quit… so much in my head that my dreams won’t sit well when I wake and try to remember what they said… coffee at noon to chase wine More...
Weekends Are A Blast!
[media-credit id=7 align="aligncenter" width="300"][/media-credit] The weekend started with a blast! My neighbor Daryl blasting 70s music from his car radio that is, and no Daryl to be found. I didn’t see More...
The White Paint Chronicles (#0002)
FRIDAY FRIENDLIES. You never know where they’re going to come from. They start as total strangers, then become people, who one day – whether you admit it or not – you cannot do without. They are… More...
