Sometimes I have good days, great days.I feel I can beat this. I'm accomplishing things. Someone told me I am beautiful. So I might feel beautiful for a little while. I know I'm smart. I know I'm a good nurse and someone else is going to see it and want me to work with them. Someone is going to see the good person in me, the loving and caring person and want to be my friend. My siblings are going to return my calls because they miss me and want to see me.
Then there are days like…Continue
Save the money and turn off the air
stuffy stale stifling
CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE
open wallet, turn on air
clap off clap on the clapper
open window 3:30 in the morning
a little "poof" in the face
the killer pollen strikes
Disclaimer: This is not about how to be a garderner. It is about the frustration of gardening.
When it comes to vegetable gardening most of us have some indescribable way we want vegetables to taste. Delicious does not describe anything other than another persons reaction to how closely a dish tastes like their gold standard.
It took me a while to come to the…Continue
He's screaming at her again - pinche puta! perezosa bitch! - every night until she ends it with a slamming door and one word - maricon!
The silence that follows scares me more than the screaming and drives me from my bed; he'll kill her one day I swear.…
I've heard the criticisms. "They went too far." "Not in a CHURCH!" "They should have done it in a non-offensive way." Maybe they should have done it in their own backyard where no one would be offended. Maybe Rosa Parks should have compromised and move…
The wall hard and cold pressed into her back
acrid smoke wisping through air
moment to herself
mind swirling like the smoke
You can never truly have…Continue
originally published on August 22, 2012 on Open Salon
I recently went back through my PM's from after my son died, mainly the ones I wrote, because I wanted to remember what it was like. It's been a while.
I wrote most to Lezlie, L in the Southeast. It was a copy of one of my PM's to her that I first posted about his death. In looking over some of them, I ran across this one. I've added a sentence or two of stuff I left…
My name is Ruby. Not bitch, not slut, not whore.
Just once I wish he'd say, Ruby, you look real nice tonight.
It's always a fight.
My name is Ruby.
My mama expected better for her jewel.
It is a well known fact we have five senses, those being, hearing, tasting, seeing, touching and smelling. I believe that the sense of smell is one of the more powerful senses. It is this sense which enables most of our other senses to react in a certain way. If a particular food doesn't smell good, there is a reasonable chance it will not taste good. Ever smelled sour milk? Would you drink it? Some believe that you taste with your eyes…Continue
I wonder who will make my bed
who will clean
after I am dead
who will sort and fold with love
toss the rest
sell or shove…Continue
In a party dress with bare feet, she regroups. "Smokin'!" says one of the guys as they slam and jostle against each other, broad smiles and laughter echoing through the stairwell in their wake. She must have enjoyed it? The bare toes of her feet press deep into the sticky floor.
"Did I enjoy…
Ah, Todd Akins. You are such an intellectual lightweight, I’m not even sure you understand what a favor you have done to the Obama campaign.
Candidate for U. S. Senator Todd Akin,( r.,) stood at Paul Ryan’s side as Ryan announced his…
Added by JMac1949 Memories on August 21, 2012 at 11:00am — No Comments
behind the camera's eye is where you have really found yourself
explored your innermost being
you can cut intimately with a click
turn a fun scene to distaste with the capture of a microexpression
you have had this gift for as long as I've known you
as long as I've known her
you cut and paste emotions to suit your inner will
ignoring the innocence around you
god how I wish…Continue
"What a strange thing!
To be alive
beneath cherry blossoms."
oh hai. OS's patron bluejacket here, giving you all an update pertaining to the life and times of HN Barber. Having a little time to adjust to Okinawa, I feel like I've gathered enough content and photos to convey a sense of "walking a mile in my boots" to this audience.
July Sixth, 2012, Kansas City.…Continue
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Yesterday I finally got my new cell up and running, my old one literally holding on by a thread. Somehow I did not get all my contacts moved over and of course I needed one that was missing.
My son's fiance Laura had just recently shared with me she had applied for a job teaching up in the mountains by my son's grave. That night she text me she had the job and starts this Wednesday. She shared with me the day she applied how she was sitting at the grave afterwards and how very…Continue
"What a strange thing!
To be alive
beneath cherry blossoms."
oh hai. OS's patron bluejacket here, giving you all an update pertaining to the life and times of HN Barber. Having a little time to adjust to Okinawa, I feel like I've gathered enough content and photos to convey a sense of "walking a mile in my boots" to this…
My friend, when she bought her house years ago, had this crazy pipe-dream of using a back shed, or something, as a stop-over place for the actually fairly numerous bikers, the pedalling kind, who go down our road.
As an aside - maybe because I grew up on the prairies, the sight of spandex-clad people laboring up hills and around curves in this area makes me shake my poor greying head.
Anyway, I thought (snicker).
Couple years on she married, and her husband is a…Continue
When I think of heaven (Deliver me in a black-winged bird)
I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers
and all other instruments of faith and sex and God
In the belly of a black-winged bird...
Today my best friend died. The one who always loved me without reservation or condition. The one who was there through all the dark times... and the…Continue
This essay was originally published at The Formality of Occurrence.
As an independent author, I am always tuned in to plagiarism and copyright…Continue