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The old year has been good to me
That’s in retrospect, of course
Because from this perspective
All bad looks smaller.
Tag: <span>Short story</span>
Our headlines are so often used purposely to lure potential readers to our blogs, but in this case, today, it’s not bait, it’s not meant to provoke or draw attention, no, it’s the simple, magnificent truth. Today I will write about The Best Fuckin Ever and I will do it with the biggest smile on my face, a grin I don’t often show or share.
Learn child they said and so I did
knowledge is the key,
the more you know, the better it is
and I believed them.
The school is out, and some of the neighbor kids are back in my workroom. Like every year, they babysit me during the day and make sure I stay out of trouble until my husband comes home. That’s the official version, and they stick to it.
“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
“This was my first accident,” Marlise said with laughter in her voice.
Grandma didn’t find it funny at all.
It’s Wednesday, time for another post,
more fiction, a short story,
based on a photography.
They had been hidden in a box at the bottom of her wardrobe for many years.
“I bought them when I was about your age,” she said when she gently handed me the shoes.
Often she brings home a pizza from the little Italian café at the corner.
She turns on the music, listens to Dean Martin and opens a bottle of wine.