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A Thing for Words · 1d ago

Thankful for Never Writing ‘The End’

This morning, I opened my eyes in the still-dark and, no surprise, wondered if it was worth being grateful since I usually awaken feeling so hateful. That sounds defeated, and wickedly depre...
A Thing for Words · 4d ago

What Was Found Above the Lines Has Been Lost Between Them

Above the lines you can see the scars etched into the beauty’s countenance, crisscrossing ones old and new, some smeared with spoiled face powder trying to cover the pocks and failures of ol...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

Sharp Pencils

The gale pushes its way past doors locked and sealed with hope and prayer. But they will not withstand the cloaked forces of Nature between dusk and dawn. I know that darkness cannot last lo...
A Thing for Words · 2W ago

Such Fine Memories

Such a fine memory I have of you. Of you walking by me in the moonlight glow from the window. I remember sensing the scent of you that night like your silhouette wafting though your nightgow...
A Thing for Words · 3W ago

Thank You Note

Sorry if you never heard me thank you, but if I did, I’d have nothing to thank you for. You were the one who helped me find the voice you hear from this side of your door. It’s why you see m...
A Thing for Words · 4W ago

Surge et Carpe Diem

The daylight times feel so short now, and sleep holds never more than a handful of hours. Life runs away like that for the old man whose spirit sees no age in him, but whose body stabs him t...
A Thing for Words · 1M ago

Hooks, Lines and Lingers

What used to be scars are now but traces. And what traces came before those, Time has buried upon my face. The marks delineate, limn and illustrate where compulsions, like hooks in my flesh,...
A Thing for Words · 1M ago

A Snickers Doodle

The candy bowl sits on the hallway stairs by the front door. Once again, it proved more than we needed, meted out to a smaller number of children than last year. And last year fewer than the...
A Thing for Words · 1M ago

The Beard

I found it while culling old photos that no one need keep — nor even see — once I’m gone. It shows dark-haired me, clear-eyed, smiling, hopeful, happy me. At least I think it might be me, de...
A Thing for Words · 1M ago

Celebrate, Celebrate

In the service area waiting room, most of the people waiting for their cars to be healed are older men, retirees who sit and gab about cars they once owned, or that white Shelby Mustang they...