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There were no visible signs
of carnage, no police cars or
fire trucks, but the ambulance
in the street with lights
flashing and the neighbors… 103 more words


Vanity is temptation’s
cleverest disguise
making us think
we are actually wise
that we can flirt with darkness
without dimming our light
as we rationalize…
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Spots of Light

My mom was the impetus behind A.v.A.—my weed-smoking boyfriend–coming to live with us.  The year was 1987—I was eighteen–and A.v.A. was an injured bird—motherless, practically fatherless, and a senior in high school—so, when his dad finally went MIA, my mom dove into action so as to prevent him from having the life of a high school drop out. 1,463 more words


August Reading Wrap Up

Good golly,

I can’t believe August is almost over already. And I thought June and July went by fast! 285 more words


A Peek Backwards, as Far Back as Possible

Never before have I deliberately tried to recall my earliest memories. This morning, however, simply to see what might happen, I tried it. In my imagination, I returned to further back than I ever had gone before, to a period before I learned to communicate. 165 more words


Chairs, Martin house, and stones

What hand arranges things such as these for us to stumble across? An old harvest table. Teak chairs, hosts to lichen. Two stones the size and shape of ostrich eggs, and a Martin house down from its pole. 98 more words

*** Coming Soon*** Crescent City Lies

I’m excited, my first novel Crescent City Lies is currently being edited. A romantic suspense, it’s the story of a woman who inherits a home and art gallery in New Orleans from her great-aunt, only to discover her aunt may have been murdered.   83 more words