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When a Boy is Tortured and Murdered in Front of His Parents

When I was little, I sometimes asked my parents what would happen if bad guys ever tried to hurt us. They always said we would defend ourselves, and kill the bad guys, if needed. 1,383 more words

Being Human

The Joy of Cooking + To Serve Man

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Worldly Encounters.”  The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie, or song that explains what humans are all about.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken and beautiful

For the next several weeks, my internet access will be very limited, so I thank in advance all of you who visit and comment, knowing I may not be able to reciprocate.  94 more words

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Enveloped

Enveloped in sadness –
an effigy out of stone –
Darkness is an impenetrable veil –
The nocturnal prison of feelings –
All thoughts are heavy and dark… 12 more words

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Take That!

Greetings, brother
From a distant mother,
From one sapient to another:
There’s no nonsense you should brook.
So, may I suggest a book
At which you should take a look? 119 more words

Original Poems

Hooray, my lilies survived the turmoil!


Yesterday when my mother and I came back from our mini walking tour, I stopped short at the bottom of my mother’s stoop because out of the corner of my eye, I spied evidence of lilies, which in all honesty should not have been there, because the professional landscaper from last year had “stripped the soil of all previous inhabitants” and replaced everything with all new plants. 153 more words

Rudder

Karoo Prinia diving of a bush toward the ground, using the long tail as a rudder.

Photography