It is a Thursday afternoon; the time 4:40pm; the place, the front counter of the courthouse. There are three clerks helping people file documents. Each clerk has a patron at their window, and there are two people waiting in line. One of the clerks is very busy trying to organize the stack of papers she … More Rude people
One of my favorite songs these days is the one sang by Alice Merton, No Roots, because is as if it had been written to help me explain myself. The holes I dig is my blog, and the things I hide inside are my short stories. I want to be able to find my memories … More No Roots; and no Memories?
via Daily Prompt: Retrospective The month of June is finally here. The green grass sprouting –except for a few spots the dogs have damaged, the lilac bushes flowering, the pear tree full of foliage, then, there is the perfectly aligned old wood fence on top of the small retaining concrete wall in the back of … More In retrospect . . .
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