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Where did my dark sense of humor come from? It started when I found the punchline was only funny to me. So, I polished my jokes until they shone like buffed Aluminum, waiting for someone to laugh back with the same desperate...

For over a week, weathermen predicted an inevitable snowstorm, used words like blizzard and ferocious until the sky finally made good on the threat. In Groveport, yardsticks vanished under twelve inches of white. The town came...

I often walk in the woods by my house, and I’m used to thistles sticking to my clothes, but not to my life. I find the path home by sunset that dissolves below the horizon like a piece of orange candy. Each night sky...

for the future during a future time you’ll feel alone unloved, unwanted, try to remember how special you are, our precious gemstone unique in every way not a doubter. take a deep breath, focus on the future all lives have rain,...

repeat as needed I am my first friend, I will protect me only I control my thoughts inside me In the morning light, hope begins to show as I try to learn with each tomorrow I begin the day with these words to say: with life...

She talks to her love every day, she said. From her craft room she hears him move about the bedroom. I think there are only four rooms. nightly here, they talk. Married for more than thirty-seven years they sit without any words...

when a cinema arrives incomplete a cacophony of melodrama A farce begins to unfold while you sleep picture a roller coaster twist and sweep on a helicopter’s panorama when a cinema arrives incomplete time and reality will...

I find a smooth white stone on the lake beach close to the water’s edge A thin crack marks its surface like a thread as the lake hums low while a south wind rises It will surely make a fine worry stone No sense to worry or...

Near the granite steps to the beach, and close to the lake, close to a child building a wet castle, a dog fetching a red ball, a woman trying to read a thick book lying on a red blanket, bees are close to a man coffee cup in...

waiting for coffee on the stove to brew The window hums with light too soft to judge while memory stirs the letter he must shape He breathes the bitter steam like borrowed strength turns his thoughts to that one regret long kept...

Be careful of the person      you meet and speak with in a cafe any day while the sky is gray      when the gentle conversation slants to words blind      with heavy sentiment hesitant smile closed eyes      More sugar      more...