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Category: Lack of Trust

To All My Readers, you are my family

  My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die.  Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth.  My eyes don’t work well […]

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Hidden in childhood – reading of God’s Grace

To purchase Hidden In Childhood, go to this link Amazon.  This book makes a precious gift to anyone with a family member who was abused or is still being abused.   For children raised by parents that provided a healthy and safe environment to grow up in, this book gives them an idea of what many […]

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My Short Story “Booze And Bobcats” Now On MasticadoresIndia

Anguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot.  Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen.  Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of […]

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My New Poem “Sunflower – A New Page” Live On MasticadoresUSA

I am a sunflower golden, proud, and tall dancing playfully toward the bright sun no  longer living in the land of the small Dots of death at night bees that can sting mom sewing me shut to curtain my truth No longer huddling up a cowardly thing Hiding my food in panties so I could […]

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My new poem “Picnic and a Crow,” live on masticadores india

in the glee of a sapphire sky, the sun plays leapfrog with a cloudcake chinwags to cheese falling off the family’s tattered picnic tablelanding by hungry carpenter ants grateful to be done building a stable boys swerving on a swing sitting sideways long ago nailed to an oakwrestling, like a couple of bulls, a raven […]

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My Debut Short Story “Cold Red Washcloth” Live on MasticadoresIndia

The fog was so feathery that its appearance was like a thin sheet floating just above the tops of the Longleaf Pines.  Sleep would not come easy tonight as I climbed trees and drove my bike to our town’s small store.  Catching the sun coming up tomorrow was what I wanted, and I was considering […]

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My new poem “gossip” now live on masticadoresIndia

Gossip sundry whispers flutter like silky snow bending, twisting around rapt ear perching amid folks ripe for evil Please go to MasticadoresIndia to read the rest of this piece.  Follow and subscribe to MasticadoresIndia if you like great stories and poetry. I heard gossip explained this way to me a long time ago, and it […]

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MY POEM “Lonely employment” live on edge of humanity

you ride your bike, crying down the hard dirt roadyour morning spent killing fliestheir price, a penny a carcasshanding me my money through the soul of their drunken hollowyou wonder, would they spend a penny for meI buy hot balls in a brown paper bag with my pennies To continue reading please visit EDGE OF […]

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“Sin At six” my new poem live now on the edge of humanity

gazing at vivid red brickswilling myself to evaporateinto the rough white stufflaying snuggling in betweenscarlet spies my secrets seen torrents of rain battering tinbolts of lightning are cracklingdogs a hollering so terrifiedmama’s orders down she layout tonight, the dogs will stay Please read the rest of my poem here on THE EDGE OF HUMANITY MAGAZINE  […]

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My new poem live on The Edge of Humanity “High price”

Arising from the loamy soil and red clay emits the realm of cotton and tobacco.  Their breaths are a land of drudgery where drops of scarlet seep from hands that pick the whites of her thorny eyes.  Growing in fields of lost magnolias and gardenias adrift, where scentless trees play jazz for fairies and whippoorwills.  […]

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