Monochrome Monday
Silent Sunday
from the Word Garden
every day but Sunday
mail truck’s flashing lights
three houses away
giddy as a child, I wait
Freaky Friday
regrets only get me nowhere but oh, how I’d savor the chance to right so many, many wrongs
flying solo
my first expedition
in the realm
of the world
Published Poem 01.17.2024
My poem, the beggar wretch, was published this morning in Altered Reality Magazine, an online speculative fiction / poetry / arts publication. Something a little dark to kick off the new year!
Wordless Wednesday
Daily Prompt: Reducing Clutter
Where can you reduce clutter in your life?
Slowly, too slowly perhaps, I’ve come to realize that surrounding myself with toxic family members has done nothing to enhance my quality of life. Shoo! Gone! Finit!
Clutter, reduced. Peace of mind, restored.
dumbfounded
I will never understand this mindless orange, autocratic, narcissistic attraction…
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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