I heard my parents arguing until the coldest part of the night held hostage “happily ever” from my mom. Afterward, they shared no one bed and erased their anniversary celebrations….

My gypsy woman where have you gone tonight? Have you flown to a crescent moon cradled in the arms a wandering minstrel strumming his guitar to the melody of your…

Southerly breezes blow waving grasses in a pangola lea Smidgens of purpled perennials in a grassy green sea. Fluffs of cotton white sail the deep blue sky A warming sun…

on winter night walks cold gloved hands grasp together barely feeling you

There is no word limit for your entries. HOWEVER, we are also looking for haiku entries, if you are so inclined 🙂 The triggers for this month are lines taken…

Triggers for August: 1. they laughed and greeted each other 2. just potential school dropouts 3. the dark woman in the photo 4. what’s for dinner? 5. she cried herself…

Triggers for August: 1. for a moment, then, the world spun From “The Vase,” by Mary Lombard 2. take what is given with thanks From “The Bowl,” by Marie Hara…

 I tink I saw him one night after Mokie wen beat up his wife, kids were screaming, dogs were barking and da whole neighborhood woke up, even Sissie Girl, Tutu's favorite cat. I dunno how anyone can forget dat nite! Was unreal, I mean fo real, was unreal

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Flash flood watch remains      Summer two thousand fourteen Tropical Wali Two frogs on my steps      radiating green poison last night’s residue Night’s tropical storm      gives ocean’s milk, rivers’ blood mountains…