Reading. Writing. Not Arithmetic.
40 Days of Writing/Spring 2017/Day 5 Tonight the music rules were No Hamilton and No Queen. First of all: oh hell no. But second of all: okay. My man had spent the day building a new fence and a new chicken coop in the cold driving rain and hail (this is not a fictional dramatized... Continue Reading →
During my last winter in Michigan, I hated people, with a passion. I wanted to be left alone. Until I didn't want to be alone, and then I visited my friends, joined in their parties, posed in pictures looking happy. One house I visited often was in the student ghetto of downtown Kalamazoo. My friend... Continue Reading →
