Sometimes, no smoke and mirrors are employed; one simply vanishes in plain sight. Yes?



All for one and the one for the oneself. Such was the plight of this particular coven. My first cinquain. 😉


How timely that the word happens to fall during end of semester examinations here in the U.S.! Unless I return to obtain a higher degree in my office, the word, defined within this context and usually is both spoken and written in the plural form, is irrelevant. Of all such exams I’ve taken, it was … Continue reading Final


Grandma loved us. She did. Each morning, before the rooster crowed, she’d stir us up from our sleep. Drink, she said. That was our wake up call; not the customary Good morning or Rise and Shine — no, none of the sort. Drink, that was all. Short and to the point. To each one of … Continue reading Bitter