Category: CORE STORIES

Follow Her Recipe

My mother knew how to follow a recipe. She also knew how to create her own. On one visit to the Homeland – Arthur Street in Springfield, Massachusetts – she made my minestrone soup from the cookbook I sent her. She put it in front of me at the table and watched while I ate.…

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Punctutation

SALTY AFRICAN MOOSE ICE-CREAM coming up soon. (Usually when I say something like this, the coming soon never happens.) It’s already been made. Just gotta type it. Be On The LookOut. It’s A Dessert. And it’s number 3. The second recipe did not result in any views on WordPress or Facebook, so I go to…

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Thanks Mom…and Dad

My mother is making me stronger the longer I take to not grieve her passing. She passed in such a graceful, let me go type of way, on her terms, and only when she knew as the mother to all of us that we would all be okay without her. I know she’s not lost.…

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Speed Trap

“The law’s the law in Dinwiddie County Virginia, boy.” Said the mayor of some city/town in the county where my husband was pleading for the mayor to accept his check and release me from jail for speeding in a reduced speed limit construction zone. Speed traps they called them back in the early 1970’s, set…

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My Answer

MY ANSWER There is not a human on earth who doesn’t understand the concept of the cog. Cog defined by somebody else: The definition of a cog is any of the teeth on a wheel or gear that fits into an opposite notch to cause motion of the wheel, or a person who is important…

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T.I.T

Today Is Tomorrow. Tomorrow Is Today. Either way works. No more putting off. Can’t do it anymore. Don’t like it anymore. The purpose it served is gone. Enjoyed it, mostly. Now it’s tomorrow today. I’m here. Don’t worry I never left – only stood down, surveyed my ground, explored yours. I’m ready to rumble without…

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A BLACK MAN

A black man  who lives in my building got on the elevator a few weeks ago and said to me as he looked down on Lilly Belle Pi, whom I was holding on a leash, “that’s a valuable dog you have there”. I thought how would he know. As he was getting off the elevator…

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COLD TRUTHS

When the democrats reacted with venom, violence and vengeance to the news of Donald Trump’s victory over Hillary Clinton, I knew how Chris Darden felt after the O.J. Simpson verdict was handed down to a cheering Black America community that could be heard and seen throughout the USA. I thought we were better than that. Chris…

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Joseph’s Present

joseph’s present. I crossed a bridge in the early morning hours of the night. Don’t know how it happened, but knew it did, by my own long gaze, while walking backwards, away from that which I was leaving behind.  Hearing the sound of my slow steps with ever-widening gait, I walked, no marched–forward, onward, with one…

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FBI DEVIANT

I have never known that safe place that gays say they have in certain buildings. The FBI came into my life when I was in the 5th grade. I’d see them outside, across the street from Uncle Danny’s and Auntie Ann’s house sitting in the car, at recess everyday as I pretended to have fun…

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THE HUMANITY IN OTHER ANIMALS

When I first joined Facebook, and being the animal rights activist I am, I saw a lot of slaughter photos/videos, because the friends I had on Facebook were like-minded individuals. I wasn’t, however, accustomed to seeing up front and personal the actual physical reality of it, even though I had already written about it from…

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SHARON POEM

SHARON POEM I’m a Top Shelf Long Island Ice Tea hold the sour, two lemon wedges on the side please, pistol packing double espresso animal-free vegan working for truth machine. My thoughts are my bullets. My delivery system/gun is my writing. I like Guiness in whatever beer I’m drinking when I’m drinking beer. I like…

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DARE TO BE DIFFERENT

DARE TO BE BE DIFFERENT ‘Always give yourself a way out’, my father once told me, while sitting in the front seat of the car as a train traveled on the tracks before us. ‘Never box yourself in’. ‘Don’t be like everybody else’, my mother once told me, while I sat beside her watching her…

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TABLE

TABLE I never left the table. Even when everyone else left, I stayed. From when I first sat at a table as a toddler, till now at sixty-four years old, I stayed when everyone else left. It wasn’t and isn’t a conscious thing I do, I just do it. That’s me. It was always about…

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THE EBAY BLOCK

THE eBAY BLOCK You can sell a human baby on eBAY for $2,000.00. You can sell a grilled cheese sandwich on eBAY with a char mark that somebody says looks like Jesus (like anyone would know what Jesus looked like) for $25,000.00. Yet eBay put a ceiling price of $5,000.00 on any Paintings By God…

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A CALENDAR

A CALENDAR Steve bought me a new large calendar with puppy and kitten pictures on it. The old one was written in gray thin print and I couldn’t see it at a distance. Why hang it on a wall if you have to walk up to it every time you need to confirm the date…

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RAISING DOGS

RAISING DOGS I raised my dogs like humans. That’s all I knew how to do. I didn’t know how to raise a dog like a dog – why would I know that? If I had been a dog and had human pets, I would have raised my humans like dogs. Once when my brother came…

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MY CORE

MY CORE My father, mother, my sister, my brothers, my husband and our canine and feline (now deceased) children – That’s my core. That will always be my core. Where’s God in all of this? God is everything; God is all life and non-life, so God in effect isn’t unique to me. My family is…

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RAISING DOGS

I raised my dogs like humans. That’s all I knew how to do. I didn’t know how to raise a dog like a dog – why would I know that? If I had been a dog and had human pets, I would have raised my humans like dogs. Once when my brother came out to…

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I’m Dead

I’m dead. I’ve been dead for a very long time. No amount of life can infuse itself into my heart, soul or brain to change the death of me. Still…I walk, I talk, work, write, love. How can that be – a dead person still standing tall?

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