Plots

  Why did he have to die I'd thought Why didn't the big green guy tear the plane apart With him in it Ultimate enemy he's not He can't attack if he's in pieces After all the drones would've kept up There would still've been a battle At the same time I wondered about the... Continue Reading →

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Auld Lang Syne Or Not

“He died Baby”, he’d said. “Benjamin found him when he came home from school in his recliner with dark stuff coming out of his mouth…” “Bile” Meghan interjected. “I’m a medical person Sean. That’s renal failure and that’s bile. Drank himself to death finally.” Not surprising but her heart went out to his son, the... 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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