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  • floppy ears, as they should be

    she came on a Sunday left on a Wednesday it wasn’t like it was a special day   she liked leaves and maybe be leaving too come to think of it   when it’s time to go let ‘er go ears against the wind flipped inside out the way they should be   Postscript, if…

  • Insurance Denied

    My oldest daughter, Poppy, doesn’t qualify for health insurance. Website says, We’re sorry. My daughter’s age and/or pre-existing condition(s) disqualify her for true coverage but as a soft sendoff, I could purchase an “accident only” plan, which would not cover hospitalization or the setting of bones or the stitching of wounds. It would “cover” a…

  • Stuff

    Yesterday, after hours of lying on the couch, my eyes spied upon an empty Priority Mail box and I challenged myself to see the poetry in the lines of the box. Lines have a point and all that. I couldn’t be bothered in the end but I have no doubt there is meaning in that…

  • sniff

    After returning to work from lunch today, I smelled an unpleasant scent emitting from my person. It smelled like dog. I sniffed my hands, my elbows, my shirt, my pants, no luck. And then the thought struck, it smells like shit. And so it was. Right there, on the bottom of my shoe. I’m pretty…

  • Trilogy of 10-line Poems

    Between Birth and Decay My aunt had cancer. Actually, she still does. It’s just rotting with her bones in an underground cavern. Between birth and decay, it’s the suffering that counts. Malinger away. Two other aunts have cancer now. Don’t they deserve it, never coming to visit never seeing the suffering until the end. More…

  • Update on the Update of Motherhood.

    I am now a mother!!!!!!!!!!!! Poppy and I are getting along famously in our 24-hour relationship. She is an older dog, at four, but she’s everything I wanted in a dog. She doesn’t understand stairs and it takes about 40 minutes of walking for her to poo (even after 30 minutes in the crate after…

  • An Update on Motherhood.

    I’m sad to say I will not be adopting Ro. The foster family said she needed a companion dog. Forget that I would provide her with a permanent home, instead of a halfway house. Apparently at this particular Humane Society, the fosters get the final say and not the organization. The HS apologized to me…

  • Medicated Lady to be a Mother

    Medicated Lady has decided she needs a dog. Although she was sure 2 labs would make the perfect pets, she decided that perhaps two dogs as big as she is was not necessarily a good thing. ML has spent days looking for a doggy at various shelters. She thinks it’s fine if other people want…