Year of the songdog

No Mercy Year of the songdog   The hot blood will wet my lips, so sweet, so metallic, so butter rich. My eyes move slowly across the frozen ground while not another hair of me moves. I must have this Jack. I need her blood, her bones, even her scream. I need it all. My... Continue Reading →

Mayfly resolution

It's agony being a resolution. Look at it from a resolution's point of view. I did not want to be a New Years resolution. I started out happy as a Mayfly written out on paper as a bold call to action: a, promise to self and universe. My list-maker is a good enough chap with... Continue Reading →

5 words

  See how others see you and how you see them with: 5 WORDS that describe friends and family members alike  Try it. It’s fun. Here are 5 questions. Pick any friend or family member. Answer each question with one word. Pass your answers around and see if people recognize themselves. check out the results.... Continue Reading →

DONDO

Dondo   Dondo was not your normal nanny, but then, this was not your normal family either. Who says a jackass penguin, or black-footed Penguin, as they're called in polite company, cannot be a nanny for a three-year old. Especially, Bindy, a child who spent more time in the ocean than most three-year olds spend... Continue Reading →

THE SCAR

"How'd you get that scar in your eyebrow." the nurse asked as she wound the blood pressure cuff around my left arm. for the fourth time in two weeks. I'd come in on the tail of The CT scan that...

COMIC BOOK HEROS

What if Archie of the old comics turned into a tax accountant, and he married and later divorced Veronica? What if, after two years, he divorced her because she had ultra bad breath and she refused to use breath mints because she read somewhere that they destroyed tooth enamel...

MOM IN THE MIRROR

I glimpsed Mom in my mirrored closet door. How she got there I haven't a clue, but there she was, silver hair, lumpy chin, sagging boobs and all. Wait a ding dong pink minute. Mom's been dead and gone for twenty years. How'd she get in...

CLOSED DOOR

Hey, why's the bedroom door closed? There must be a reason or the door wouldn't be closed. Did I close it? Why would I close it? Was it to keep something in? Should I try the knob? Maybe it's not locked. But what if I closed it to keep the dog in? What if I closed it to keep the cat in? I don't have a...

HUH?

Are young people talking faster and faster or am I listening slower and slower? Okay, I know I don't get most of the acronyms that pepper the text world and run rampant on twitter and even Facebook. Until a few months ago I thought a hash tag was something I'd find in a cook book. ASAP...

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