Category Archives: Daily post
Training Day
Rex is a good teacher. He gives Willow a chance to flex her little kitten muscles, gentle but firm. They chase each other around the house, they go on hunts together, and they cuddle at night. It’s pure … Continue reading
The Crank
I walked these woods every day, and I usually kept to the path because the undergrowth grows thicker than an Italian’s beard, but that day I decided to explore the gully. I heard the rumors. They say a little girl … Continue reading
New growth
Grandma wore a floppy hat and garden gloves. I would carry the watering can, following her down the row as she scattered the seeds. She would kiss the seeds before she planted them in the ground. “Grandma, why do you … Continue reading
Disruption to the cutest degree
Every cat-owning writer is plagued with this disruption. Rex is too big to fit on the keyboard now, but he does insist on sitting on my lap when I write, or should I say, try to write. Note the excellent … Continue reading
South Dakota Treasures
This is the beauty of South Dakota backroads. You have to go where the signs say “Dead End” or “Bridge Closed.” Meet the Belle Fourche River (pronounced Bell Foosh) near Vale, South Dakota. Anybody know what year and make of … Continue reading
Kids Come First
This is one of my first flash fiction pieces, and it’s still one of my favorite. I identified seven individual forms. They used my uterus for a playground; my own miniature rugby team kicking the shit out of my insides, jockeying … Continue reading
Growing Old
It’s a creaky, old house; low ceilings, uneven floors, not a speck of insulation, but I call it home. I will be here for many years, not because I have to, but because I want to. Not because I don’t … Continue reading
Nature’s Pleasures
I took these on a camping trip with my sister near Nemo, South Dakota. A flower’s simple beauty belies the complex nature of their composition, grandiose without ostentation, humble in their nobility. Simplify: Daily Post
Tend to Love
I tend to love animals and this beauty needed a real home. Meet Lacy. She’s spent most of her life in a kennel or tied up and ignored. She was taken care of, but by no means given the love … Continue reading
Good Girl
GOOD GIRL “There’s not much more I can do.” The snap of his latex gloves emphasizes his conclusion. Her brown eyes, cloudy and sad, tell me it’s okay to let her go. “We’ve had a good run,” she seems to … Continue reading