Happiness. It's relative.
I belong to a writing community called Red Oak. We don’t live in a commune or take a pledge or anything like that. Mostly what we do is show up to read our writing and listen to other people. In order to have that… Continue Reading “Tonight at the Showcase”
This weekmarked a new era, a permanent changein my being as a person on the earth I bought a belt. Two belts. One black and one brown. Just like a man. Now my pants don’t fall down, they staywhere I put them so I… Continue Reading “Belted”
“Oh gee, I’m really sorry but this is exactly the shirt I was looking for,” Gloria said. “It’s a beautiful shirt. I can see why you’d like it.” She draped the purple shirt over the handle of her shopping cart and moved to the… Continue Reading “The Purple Shirt: Part Two”
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