Friday, September 27, 2013

grey girl

She always felt a little different from the others.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013


The feathered ones are evil.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013


He would hold the dainty tea cup steady on the table with his enormous hand while the other hand held a tiny silver spoon.   Stirring slowly.  The spoon hitting against the sides of the cup sounded like an orchestra of tiny bells playing the song of John's life... up till now.

Friday, September 20, 2013

suspicious horse

... with fancy hair.  Used to work in theater, before the kids came along.

Thursday, September 19, 2013


One day, there was a horse in the field.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

pink shorts

I bought myself some bright pink shorts a couple of weeks ago because I thought they would help with my motivation with training for a marathon that I got tricked into doing.  My daughter was embarrassed to be seen with me wearing these flashy little works of art.  No matter, they indeed did the job.  I completed this very grueling marathon this past Saturday and blew the doors off of a very old woman nearly twice my age in the final stretch.  I looked sexy doing it too.

Thursday, September 12, 2013


My mind drifts back sometimes
...pulled accidentally by a jerk.
Stops me on a dime,
...and burns a shadow on my mood.

I will stand out in the sun and open up my brain,
... so that this stain may bleach away.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013


...tame and otherwise.
ACK!  I spotted a giant mistake.  A small cheap toy of my choosing in the mail to the first to see it.  Also a test to see how frequently this site gets viewed...  or not.