Holy Kiss – A poem

This is an old poem. I’ve shared bits of it, but here it is in its entirety. ~ he fell to the earth to make wine for poor weddingshis voice only for prayerthat which my ears have not yet drunkin the blessed nightthe sweetest honey is loathsomebut Venus doesn’t smile in the house of tearssensual […]

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return to love

 Love is a state of being ~ I have a tattoo in a language that I don’t speak. I had it done in my early 20’s, during my extreme depression. I had it translated by a friend who was studying the language. It was meant to say “love learn and let go”. Years later I […]

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One more night

CW: Sexual content She sat at the bar. Mostly empty and a red glow from the low lights, a rock song played on the speakers, one she remembered from her childhood. She turned her glass around in her hand, whiskey on the rocks, and shook the almost empty glass to the bartender. The bartender poured […]

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Silver bell

‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring…. “Ok, time for bed. You need to go to sleep so Santa will come.” Nick said. “One more story please!” Heather begged him. He looked down at the little girl nestled in her bed, big brown eyes pleading to him […]

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coffee on tuesdays part two

The Dinner Sean waited outside the restaurant. He picked her favorite place, he thought it was maybe silly, but he knew how much she loved the food here. He saw her walking down the sidewalk towards him. She was wearing a dark green knee length dress and her usual yellow jacket. “Hi.” He said. “Hi.” […]

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Coffee on tuesdays part one

Every Tuesday they would meet at a little cafe outside of town. They would sit across from each other, drinking coffee. For an hour or two they would just exist. They talked about everything, shared their secrets with each other, the ones they couldn’t tell anyone else. They could just be themselves there in that […]

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Our house

Ellie sat in her rocking chair, watching the people leave. They all came to her to give her their condolences. She held a glass of wine in her hand, but hadn’t yet taken even a sip. After the last of the guests left, her oldest, Ashley, came over and put her hand on her shoulder. […]

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Red light

This short story was inspired by this picture I took at a red light. Red Light The sun was setting, the sky glowed pink and orange. Lucile tossed her sunglasses into the passenger seat as she pulled up to the red light. She held her foot on the brake and closed her eyes. The day […]

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Summer

Summer wasn’t what we were expecting, like many other people all our traveling trips were canceled. We stayed home and played in the yard, took one camping trip on top of a mountain away from people. It might snow tomorrow, so I guess we’re coming to the end of summer here in Montana. I’m not […]

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Chapter 16 The End

16 February  Jacy sat at the breakfast nook, drinking a cup of coffee and shuffling her tarot deck. Abra came into the kitchen, she sat down across from Jacy.  “We should have a party.” Abra said, raising her eyebrows. Jacy rolled her eyes at her.  “Why?” Jacy asked.  “Because you’ve lived here a year now.” […]

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