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Charlotte H.
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Between sundown and moonrise the world feels heavy, a stone upon the heart. There is no going forward nor looking back, no plans in the making nor nostalgic memories. There is only the now, the plain evening song of blood and bone.

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I began working on a CNF piece a few months ago based on an interaction I had with a woman in the jury lounge when I was called up for Federal jury duty. The first three paragraphs flowed out easily. The next couple came weeks later. Now I can’t stand the…

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Little Fat adopted us a couple of years ago. He began skulking around the backyard at night scavaging for food. Of course we began feeding him. Since he has a tipped ear we knew he was neutered but was he a trap and release or a dumped or lost pet? Since…

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(Bada-Bing!) Anyway, folks, I do indeed have two poems currently in On the Veranda Literary Journal which specializes in Southern writing. I’m very pleased to join the other poets in Issue 2.2 and hope you read all of us here.  Big thanks to the editors…

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“Must you constantly subject me to this photography fetish?”

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You’ve been gone so long I couldn’t imagine  you could still do harm. Every time I look  around you’re shedding  your skin, and I feel claws pressing in,  opaque scales falling  like snow, blocking the door. * Image via Flickr

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I love cooking shows and in the past week or so I’ve seen two touting the foodie virtues of egg in the hole. The Pioneer Woman and Bobby Flay both served up mouth-watering variations on this (apparently) breakfast staple. I’ve never eaten egg in the hole…

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I took this photo yesterday for the Photoblog 365 project I’m involved in on Instagram. The subject was “affection”. Sammy is probably the most affectionate dog I’ve ever had. He’s always by my side and is liberal with little doggie kisses. He’s a vocal…

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My poem “Fractured Journey” is published in the Winter Quarterly of Blue Five Notebook/Blue Fifth Review. I’m so happy to join the talented writers in this wonderful edition. Big thanks to editors Sam Rasnake and Bill Yarrow who are outstanding poets…

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Sammy likes his routine. After supper he settles down for a nap until bedtime and does not like being disturbed. If he’s awakened, he gives the most adorable stink-eye.
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