Monthly Archives: August 2013

Is this window taken? Remembering Danner Dyess.

Maybe it’s a mistake to write about my memories of my friend, Danner, so soon after hearing of her passing. I don’t really know how these kinds of things are supposed to be done. Forgive me if I’m erring. But … Continue reading

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Oops, I did it again. (A recurring theme)

I wrote a poem the other day. The best poem I had ever written in my life. At least, those were my thoughts immediately after writing it. But then something happened. It didn’t receive the attention I thought it deserved. … Continue reading

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They say that sometimes hyperventilating is panic over being out of breath You are too fearfully aware of your own breathing to breathe normally The paper bag they give you to breathe into only serves to help you distract yourself … Continue reading

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The pot, the kettle, and me.

I shop at yard sales. I enjoy it. I shop at thrift stores. I enjoy it. I shop at department stores, I tolerate it. I don’t shop at expensive stores. I hate them. Yes, hate is a strong word. A … Continue reading

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Hieroglyphics

Every August I take some time alone to write out my plans, dreams, goals and the like for the coming school year. Years ago I would go away for a night and get my home-school lesson plans done at the … Continue reading

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