God gave me pastels.
On Mace Avenue going south to Cruger, I sensed a Presence about me. Must have been in age about elementary age…maybe third or fourth grade when I sensed it. I felt warmed and happy for it. And somehow, I got Continue Reading …
Beauty: Hard to Date
I am beautiful. All the years of pain that came with being beautiful is coming up for a revisit. I had to hide my beauty for years because girls were jealous of me and men molested me. I eventually tried Continue Reading …
Fount of Life
Children stolen by the Nazis from their families in Poland and other European countries are some of the confused souls I’ve found in my research about my roots of confusion. Likewise, their counterparts, the children born to Mothers of the Continue Reading …
The Kingsnake and Me
The Kingsnake has the best coiling system of the Floridian constrictors. That’s why they can eat other snakes. It’s sort of the Virgo of Snakeville….very neat decorative pattern on its scales, and not overly decorative…not at all ostentatious. They are Continue Reading …
Fishing Follies
Fishing for dates on Plenty of Fish is this mermaid’s fishing folly. What started as a scary watery world has become a game of catch and toss. Toss is most of it. I have zero advice on how to find Continue Reading …
Dead End…?
Dumpster. Dead End sign. The place is a village for the aging population. Some consider it a dead end. Some dump their elders there and figure they’re ok being with others nearly as dead. I recently moved into a village Continue Reading …
Blue Jay on a Norfolk Pine Tree Branch
Early Morning.
Elmer Gantry God
Key ’73 was the Christian Revivalist Fishing to Save Souls Movement that caught me. I was not at all interested in becoming a Christian. In fact, I saw Christianity as “Elmer Gantry“ism. To me, as a stanch feminist, it was Continue Reading …
Who is Neil Diamond?
I could not forgive Neil Diamond for having left his Orthodox Jewish background as I thought was depicted in “The Jazz Singer”. I felt he betrayed his heritage and therefore, me. I tolerated enjoying his music when it played on Continue Reading …
Dear Patti: Where is my Cat?
O Patti, sweet Patti, from the county of State, New York Pelham Parkwayers have said you are great! To that I replied, “My and why is she so shy?!” Which retorted back “I doesn’t know why.” I left my keys Continue Reading …