Day of the Dead
The Day of the Deadwe whisperremembering quietlywe don’t want to wake themfrom eternal slumber And what would they say?Today, on …
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Fast Forward
Someone pressed the fast-forward buttonon my lifeand possibly glued it downI cannot get any of the other buttons to workPauseStopPlayRewindnone …
Decisions, Decisions
I have too many decisions todayToo many projectsclamoring for my time and attentionWhat little I have of each Should I …
Should I learn to paint flowers?
Should I learn to paint flowersif I won’t see any until springthey have left usfor the warmth of the southern …
Homebody
Homebody, they called me and it did not sound the compliment.Just such a homebody. But I am at workall day, …
The Slow Slide into Winter
November nearsdarkness ever looming –yes, I do know it’s still fall, y’allbut the shortening of daysthe crisping of mornings making …
What lies beneath the skin
I thought it was an old scarand that poking at it, proddingwould be a bit uncomfortablebut nothing too terrible It …
Whose Story is it Anyway?
If you tell me the story, your storydoes it ever become mine to tell?I can tweak ithide the detailsso that …
Technical Difficulties
I am told that during warvocabularies shrinkand we lose words and meaningsbut this current warwe have gained phraseseveryone from Grandmato …
The Quiet Game
Can I sit quietlyand breatheand feel?Can I turn off my mind for just a secondthat is not sleepbut just beingletting …
Stories from the Dinner Table 