Whatever Happened To Q.

  There was a lot to digest. First his mom was dead but she wasn't seeing she'd appeared to him and they'd stayed up most of the night drinking coffee and talking about where he's from, the dad he never met and what'd happened to her so he'd know it wasn't as horrendous as everyone... Continue Reading →

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A Tall Tale

(https://preziosofrye.wordpress.com/2017/03/15/walking-along/)   Walking along I came to the end of a rainbow. “Well damn!” I thought surprised though there should be a pot of gold, well; at least in all the stories I’d read. “Isn’t there supposed to be a pot of gold, and King Brian, where’s King Brian?” He stood taller than me, had... Continue Reading →

In The Middle Of The Night I Woke To Write But I Need A Tissue

    So I did that first. Write, write, write, write… a good kickoff, no? Not. Here I am reading it over and over without an inspirational thought to continue on with. I’d thought maybe the morning or if not I’d check back with it at different times throughout the day and now the sun’s... Continue Reading →

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