I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Sadie was downcast at the attitude displayed by her friend, Elsie. Elsie had assured Sadie that Jake was husband material. She did all but tie a Cupid’s Bow around his neck. Sadie was stringent in refusing Elsie’s melodramatic, nearly bare-faced … Continue reading
Those who know you will all agree To be harsh and angry, you have no ability. Under extreme pressure and disruption, You survive with spirit and joyful gumption. You as a friend is like a First Aid Kit, you have … Continue reading
Oh, please, tell me it’s not true – the idea that the attractancy between boys and girls is odor. Such folly! So guys, don’t bother to smile or try out a new hair-do. A girl might bolt at the slight … Continue reading
As a newlywed, beautiful Celia was graced with all the resplendent Creole characteristics of her genetic heritage. But time had taken its toll. Gravitational forces had also been unkind. Too much alcohol had damaged her skin. Her stately posture was … Continue reading
My friend, Flossie, was a flibbertigibbet, sure enough. She was a’flutter with her latest bit of fault finding. Her neighbor, Flora, was flaunting too much flesh. The way Flossie tells it, she, herself, had been a fashionista back in the … Continue reading
The entry lights up the ethereal beauty of the exoteric community, belying the evil that lives within. The residents had enough to be comfortable and did not care to emulate the elite who lived elsewhere – somewhere beyond the easements … Continue reading
I glanced over at my much maligned cellmate – okay, my roomie, who deserves to be maligned. His torporific habits kept him bound in the room planning how to scrimshank the negligible expectations I might have of him. He was … Continue reading
The summer tradition had begun several years ago and was cherished by Todd’s family long before the tragedy occurred. Cyan had sweet memories of summer camps with candles burning until the paraffin gradually melted to the nubs. The elders would … Continue reading
The villain stopped his swagger immediately upon hearing the hoot of the owl perched on the lower bough of a tree snuggled in the musky forest. His tough aura vanished as he sat on the log. He reached for the … Continue reading