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A Thing for Words A lifelong writer's second-chance journey to a literary life

English - Poetry, Writing
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A Thing for Words · 3d ago

Independence Day

I awoke to the booming thunder, and a though it was well before dawn, the room flashed with light like sun-up even with the bedroom curtains drawn. I noticed the drumbeat of rain on the roof...
A Thing for Words · 4d ago

Baby On Board

Out on the highway, the drivers think of There as much as they do of Here. They can picture it as easily as you do that BMW which just cut you off trying to make it to Exit 8A from the outsi...
A Thing for Words · 5d ago

Wall of Scars

I got this scar, the one you can’t see, when the wall around my heart cracked and fell. Trust me, the wall, the crack, the debris and even the heart exist in there. I got this scar, along wi...
A Thing for Words · 6d ago

Up in the Air

Her foot slipped and she started to fall. Silhouetted against the late afternoon sun, I saw the figure of a girl drop to the pool from the high board.  She hit the water awkwardly with a ter...
A Thing for Words · 1w ago

Night So Long

The nights are so long when I’m alone in my bed, sleep having left me for another. And yet I wait, listening to the tick-tock of my heart beat out the stretch of time between laying my head ...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Only mad hogs and English majors would go out in this midday’s sun. The bacon on the cloven hoof gallivant because they’re demented and likely angry they can’t find a shady mud hole in which...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

The Empty Dotted Line

You never signed up for this, I know. But neither did I. The fact you’re a part of this one and that and who knows how many more of my fragments of lives lived and unlived, loved and unloved...
A Thing for Words · 2W ago

The Deal

Life has loveliness to sell. ~ Sara Teasdale If I had the strength, I’d steal some, because I don’t think I’ll ever trade for it once more. I recall it felt like holding you, your eyes pierc...
A Thing for Words · 2W ago

The Final Movement of Spring’s Symphony in C Major

The muted roll of a tympani nudged me from my torpor, as more of the rhythm section rapped steadily upon the roof. The wind sounded like strings stroked long, given vibrato by shivering mapl...
A Thing for Words · 2W ago

Falling in Waters White

This time it’s for you, about you, because of you. You who bumped my skiff of folded paper into the heartbeat rapids swirling and crashing over unknown emotional rocks. I who became captive ...