Poem for a flower
I’m going to look at you now And write a poem...
Tag Archives: odd jobs
Chapter 1 – Pressed
Little Miss Softy Wants to rest but Her mind is Pressed...
How does life get better than this?
I am grateful. I am open to opportunities that improve this...
When two roads converged in a wood, I took the Allelopath
Allelopathy, I discovered yesterday—is the effect one species has upon the...
Sitting for the Master
Sometimes a painting is just a painting. Sometimes it’s more. Sometimes...
Returned my uniform yesterday
R. says as long as he likes me, and he does—I...
SDH Pt. 10 – Where it turns into to something else all together
I’m not paranoid. I’m OBSERVANT! I shout silently—impudently and hop in...
SDH Pt. 8 – Another day, another $32 after taxes
Here, I bought you some water. Drink up, R. says. What...
SDH Pt. 7
I have the weekend off to nurse the whiplash inevitably caused...
SDH Pt. 6
Day 9 – I think O. may have called in sick...