I forgot. Dangit. I woke up this morning with an email from the Sugar Detox people welcoming me to Day 1 and I dropped several F*bombs before I remembered about slap bet resolution, which resulted in a few more F*bombs for forgetting that, too.
I thought I would share with you a free verse poem I wrote a year and a half ago during a literary tour of England. Already published in Chatham University’s MFA newsletter, I can’t submit it to literary journals now, but I can share it with you, along with a few photos from the day … More Tower Wall: Pictures and a Poem
I get it. I get it! “The bee’s knees!” As I was taking close-up photographs with my camera phone on a morning river walk in Coshocton, Ohio, I was mesmerized by the fluffy yellow leg warmers a particular honeybee had accumulated on his many treks over the aster flowers. I was so full of love … More Bee’s Knees and…Gnat Testicles?: Coshocton River Walk, Part 2
I’m determined. Apparently. I spent more than an hour this morning trying to photo-match and confirm the name of one flower, just to ensure my blog is accurate. I hate writing “tiny white flowers” if I can describe it more accurately, and in this case more interestingly, like “poisonous white snakeroot.” (I need to do … More Tom Hanks Has Nothing to Do with My Milk Sickness Metaphor
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