I am so happy today to see my poem “Autumn Girl” appear in the pages of The Piker Press! You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to share my voice in this wonderful online magazine.
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Ho, ho, ho.
Facebook friend: “Fall air and ho made pumpkin/ apple butter simmering.”
Me: “Ho made what? I was wonderin’ where she was at!”
Disclaimer — yes, I know this is an old spelling joke. But I couldn’t resist invoking it when I saw the opportunity.
A plumber friend posted a picture on Facebook of a bathtub he installed.
Friend: “Nice tub! Just another day in the life of a plumber!”
Me: “Okay, but is that Tub A or Tub B?”
Friend:
Me: “(Tub B or not Tub B — that is the question.)”
Friend:
That 70’s joe.
Thanks, Gang.
I just wanted to thank all of you guys for the nice birthday wishes — both online and off.
They came in handy. I can’t believe how old I am. 51! At this point, there are people walking around who are A HALF-CENTURY OLD who are actually YOUNGER than me. Egads.
(She could always just listen to audio from a Trump rally.)
“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map.”
“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.”
— Sarah Dessen
(This quote was found on the Ravenous Butterflies Facebook page.)
“This is my rifle, this is my cup. This one’s for fightin’, this wakes me up.”
I clean my coffeemaker with same care and precision with which a Marine cleans his rifle.
The difference, of course, is that coffee PREVENTS me from killing people.
Spillwords Press publishes “At the Coffee Shop”
I am absolutely honored today to see Spillwords Press publish my love poem, “At the Coffee Shop” — and to further see it included in the literary magazine’s special “Featured Posts” section.
You can find the poem right here.
Thanks once again to Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to showcase my work in this outstanding online periodical!
Hello, Mr. Heron.
I finally got a shot of the heron that hangs out around the beaver dam (?) down at the Roanoke River.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 