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Would you pass the salt, which remembers the sea — modern poets at dinner parties, probably #poetry #poem

I don’t really have any words for how this comment makes me feel. #writer #writing #autofiction

Add Karen Smith to my list of badasses whose mouthy approach I respect. Actions usually speak louder than words. This is a hero, Y'all. Well done, Ma'am. You're gonna kick ass in your new position. ✊📖

"Men are protectors," he tells me. "So you're bad at your job." "What?" He pauses, confusion flits across his face. "You admit it. Men are bad at their job," I repeat. Then, "Consider this a performance review."

My Moghedien, when she’s getting comfy #cat

Meet Graendal, my daughter whom I birthed from my own body. #cat

Ten years in the making, and something I'm quite proud of, I give you my autumn haiku. #haiku #poetry

Commemorating the accomplishment of finishing part one of Constance Hale’s Sin and Syntax with a doodle. #grammar #writing

A very brief story: “You remind me of my wife,” he says. “That’s a compliment, right?” I ask “Right?” #writer #microfiction

Really enjoying this book! If you’re a writer, I highly recommend it. #writing #book

Starting a new series. :)

Just a little creative nonfiction I forgot to share here. #creativenonfiction #writer #shortstory

Hate when my cat sniffs my food then walks away, disgusted.

She opens the document on her computer, briefly whispering a prayer to Saint Brautigan, Hugo, McClanahan, and Hale. “Patron of the Peculiar, pray for my prose. Saint Hugo lead me astray. McClannahan, metaphors be with us. Queen Hale of Verb, bless my structure, make my sentences move.”

A little microfiction for today.

Don’t have kids, they said. It won’t be fun, they said. 17 year old brings you this at 6 AM. I think they were wrong.

Here’s what it looks like on my side of town. #wildfires #minnesota #mn

A little short story. #shortstory #writer #story #fiction #writing

Trying to figure out where feng shui says I should put my cats new water fountain.

When I finally admitted I was the burden, I set my mother free of me. She doesn't understand, of course, why she is no longer the centerpiece of my life. #poetry #motherwound #cptsd

How I see her. #shrimp #cat

New neighbor across introduced himself to me. Names Bill, but everybody calls him “Legs” because “I have sexy legs” and he is a double amputee with wood grain prosthetics. I think we’re going to get along. #neighbor #amputee

Points if you can guess what this actually is. #scifi #shortstory #writing #bodyhorror

All these books and I’m still an idiot. #writing #books

I'm a car sitter, for sure.

A poem inspired by my girl. #poetry #poem #cat

Hot summer. The AC in her car is blowing hot. A heavy wave curls up, this time she doesn’t back away as it creeps toward her. At the corner, a gust of wind blows in chilling the tears on her cheeks. She laughs ruefully as it cools her face. #poetry

Good evening, Bluesky.

It’s raining bookmarks. #blossom #blossomfall #book

Spring is on the scene here in the north, and I was so inspired, I composed this haiku on my brief drive to work this morning. #haiku #poetry #spring #rainbow

A sea of bright suns The swimming bees paradise Humble yellow weeds #haiku #poetry

I pause from my walk to squat low to the ground in my favorite patch of clover, hunting for four leaves. Back home, I press my luck between the pages of a heavy book. #writing

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A modern haiku about getting started Strike the craven heart Enter a new dimension Pills for potential #haiku #poetry

Weeping in the Walmart parking lot as snowflakes drift down in May.

If I ever meet a man who claims to be falsely accused of SA, I'm going to do to him what they did to me when I named my r____t. I'm going to point my finger and look at him with disapproval and I'm going to say "I don't believe you." And I hope it hurts the way it hurt me when I was a child.

Cry, Baby #creativenonfiction #nonfiction #writing

I need whatever is gonna make these shoulders lower. I could use some reaching for the cool side of the pillow in the dark while a chorus of crickets lulls me back to sleep. I need a lullaby, a front porch swing loaded with pillows, and fireflies that hover in the fresh cut grass scented breeze.

The resonant sound From inside its wooden cave Measures: tock, tock, tock When visiting my grandmother, I used to snatch her Reader's Digest, tuck myself into the thick carpet beneath her coffee table and be lulled to sleep by that echoing timbre. #haiku #time #poetry #writer

Nobody is as angry as my guard cat when she’s ready for bed before me and I’m standing in the kitchen while she smacks me relentlessly with her tail, ears laid back, considering biting my ankle until I go.

Grass gives up its blue To sway in the autumn wind Clad in softened gold This haiku was over ten years in the making. #haiku

So this is how I parent. (Might be currently obsessed with haiku) #haiku #parenting #foodie

A haiku for you from Minnesota The ducks have arrived Flying through the whirling snow They are too early

The Drop

Can’t decide if I want to work on my short story about why all the dragons shapeshifted into cats or why the lady really lived in a giant shoe with all those kids. #writing #shortstory