Sunday, November 4, 2018 Eleven people died this week at the hands of another person who never knew… Read more Birds of a Feather, Indeed.
Tag: #writing
The Repercussion of Sarcastic Fashion
Not for even my own ego, not to show off, not to compete..Not for my parents, not for a man, and not for spite..
Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
August 25, 2018 Handsome. Oh, that G~d had granted me a son. Solid. He stood before me with a silent… Read more Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
“…vinegar, including the Mother.”
May 12, 2018 You may laugh about it, but my first health tip is the daily inclusion of cider vinegar. … Read more “…vinegar, including the Mother.”
Changing a nightmare into pink confection.
Sunday, April 1, 2018 Happy Easter! During the night of the blue moon, a snowstorm whitewashed every vertical and horizontal… Read more Changing a nightmare into pink confection.
A Thoroughly Modern..Mensch.
“I walked into the courtroom with a first glance at the clock…”
Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
March 1, 2018 Majestic. The sky’s contest, a vying among the then waxing moon, the awakening buds of a virile… Read more Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
How to love Valentines Day ~ from a Heart of Soot
I am sure the two have collided along the way…the imagery and colors, an artist’s orgasm of black and red.
Small Enough to Stand Tall
“Do you think it is a serpent or a flower?” she asked, her eyes dancing while a finger traced the slice on her stomach.
Of building, bonfire and all that is bricked beautiful.
I looked at him, stunned.
the brick dandelion 