Friday, March 16, 2012. Stale smoke hanging in the air, like cooled grease a top a day old soup. Lonely, longing, my mother is staring out the front window. I can see it in her face, in her movement. Can hear it in her silence. I want to say something,. But I merely walk through, dispelling the cloud. Yesterday we buried her mother. The wind so cold, hot tears burn and freeze,.

Sunday, June 26, 2011. Seeking Symptoms in Contemporary American Politics. A signifier has meaning only through its relation to another signifier. The truth of symptoms resides in this articulation. Though the above identifying cha.

Friday, April 5, 2013. Today has been fairly uneventful, as days go.

Poetry is the expression of either emotion or experience. So here I am, being poetic. Sunday, March 9, 2008. I have another new blog. Friday, March 7, 2008. 10 Ways to Kill Tom Sawyer. 1 Huck finally escapes from Pap.

Monday, July 30, 2012. I decided to head on over to wordpress and try on a new blog. Give me a try! Give me your Pennies. Tuesday, August 9, 2011. I stack them under my dimes. They smell like those days,. The plot we have set aside. When earthworms slither for anctuary. Days in late May and the rain.

Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family. Thursday, November 28, 2013. Monday, December 03, 2012. Sunday, June 03, 2012. Twin Moose in Sprinkler! Monday, April 09, 2012. Cuddle Row by Row Technique.