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  • Too Many Posts on One Day, but Life Continues to Happen

    I was called mother today and it felt right not like the stick in my arm it was made to sting, to ache, to burn, to bruise, to bubble, to burst

  • Let Your Wheat Flags Fly

    Have I mentioned how much I like wheat products?  Bread, crackers, cereal, more bread. Lately, my diet has consisted of light sourdough bread, plain or toasted with spray butter, and oranges. I did have protein…

  • Man-Forgiveness Policy

    I had an epiphany. Again. It occurred to me as I was listening to the ends and outs of a loan forgiveness program where teachers who are employed in high-need areas have their student loans…

  • Poeticgrin Hasn’t Left You

    A reassurance: I promise to the broken-hearted friends of his Shake site, Poeticgrin will be back. Actually, he’s not going anywhere. He’s still writing and will continue to share his work with all of us…

  • the Obvious

    My coworker said, “Hey, you’ve got that Don Corleon look going on.” I would frown if my face was capable of contorting. Instead, I wonder if I’m drooling on myself.   Once swelling begins…

  • 2/15/09 Had It Sad (had it sad)

    Poor thing Popeye he had it sad of olives and brutes pipes and green big jaws but no lips or teeth or gums is he a poor thing or a spoiled thing Or.* 2/15/09…

  • Untitled.

    The license plate says NGD No God I’ll say but maybe I’m godless today because instead of narcotics I am stuck with over-the-counter.

  • And Another Thing

    I told my friend, I think this one seems worse than the last one. She said, I wouldn’t go that far, and I laughed. Still, he’s no winner. Which is really what bothers me…the…

  • What’s Written Is True

    He writes about me because he knows I like it or to get out of his own mind though I can’t imagine mine is a relief   I’m redundant I fret and marinate and…