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I’ve decided to hold my estate sale before I die just to take bets on who might buy what. The old movie buff down the block who’ll snatch my autographed photo of the Three Stooges, Mrs....
Read MoreI’ve decided to hold my estate sale before I die just to take bets on who might buy what. The old movie buff down the block who’ll snatch my autographed photo of the Three Stooges, Mrs....
Read MoreI’ve tried to fry them poach them, soft-boil, Benedict them, approach to their cooking both with care and disdain But it doesn’t much matter they still explode and splatter and the...
Read MoreOases of silver dollars Spread across the desert of my tan bedspread. They shined – And glittered when flipped! To a boy of nine they were As valuable as platinum. “Mint condition!”...
Read MoreHere I can be — dog pug dog I, in among the leaves and undergrowth to identify dogs who have passed by the dogs I know and the dogs I don’t. It’s not a game this rootling...
Read MoreI have a little dog and it is a little pug and it has a little cough for a bark, bark, bark. When I take it for a walk it pulls me off my feet and I have to run all the way to the park,...
Read MoreShe’s bought a pug the end of its line a survivor life snuffles in this beanie with teeth its eyes black saucers for elves or a soldier with tinder box to guard her treasure and...
Read MoreI vow to thee my puppy to watch over your babyhood, feed and water you, give you warmth in winter, a cool place to pant in summer, keep you in good health with visits to the vet and the dog...
Read MoreYou wake my sleeping laughter with your pink tulip-petal tongue your nose like pin pricks in a black velvet pincushion your eyes blue smoky marbles rolling from my past to my...
Read MoreI missed the dog last night. The night before it had slept on my bed, so comfortable it was, securing the best place to curl up and forcing me into the corners. I moved it over The rough...
Read MoreBuddhist monks always surprise if not at first the brightness of his jaffa robes then by the sudden answering of mobile phone from folds of cloth. The Head Abbot… Steve...
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