Lives in Transition! Again!

Douglas and I have spent the last six days in an extended-stay hotel. All of our worldly goods are packed in the biggest Penske truck, as we transition to new lives. Yesterday was his last day at work here, and he starts his new position at the same employer on Tuesday in our new home... Continue Reading →

Hate Destroys the Hater

How can one have antipathy For people they don't know? I cannot see. How can the color of one's skin Arouse such deep feelings within? How do we change it? Written for Sammiscribbles prompt for August 3: write poetry or prose on antipathy in exactly 30 words.

On the Road: Twittering Tales

Photo by Ryan McGuire at Pixabay.com Charlie spent every minute that he wasn't in school fixing on that old VW. It had been his father's car. Getting it back on the road would be a tribute to his late father, who had loved spending time with Charlie, telling him stories of his escapades in the... Continue Reading →

Stand Up for Others: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge

Take pride in helping. Fight for the rights of others. Look beyond yourself. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Pride and Fight.

Under Contract and Counting Down

In just one week, our house is under contract! We close at the end of this month. So, next week, we are having a marathon of house searching in the areas outside of Atlanta, near enough to both families but far away for independence. The area in which we reside is in great demand, with... Continue Reading →

Summer Love in Red and Green: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille

Red hunk of sweetness. Caterwaul echoes of joy. Mouths covered with juice. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Summer love. Also July Writing Prompt from Putting My Feet in the Dirt: caterwaul echoes. I loved the few times we could afford watermelon. We ate it right to the core, trying not to... Continue Reading →

The Enigma of Sun Bathing

Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, June 26, 2019: sun bathing. As a black person, I have always wondered about the efficacy of becoming brown in such a painful way, especially when I see people who look like lobsters afterwards. Basking in the sun. Skin turning brown painfully. Why, is my question?

Love as a Superpower: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge

Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: strange and super. It is a strange thing. A superpower of moms. Love never-ending.

The Hardships of Selling a House

Douglas and I have cleaned, decluttered, and made the house as palatable as possible. The place is cleaner than it has been in four years. The problem is trying to live in it while keeping it presentable. An additional problem is that I'm in the time of life when my memory isn't as good as... Continue Reading →

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