If I end up lame
or twisted in my old age,
you can blame my cats.
skat@2016
detritus, washed up
at shore’s edge, rag-bundle–oh!
the humanity!
skat@2015
Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
Writing is ..., it just is ...
A Quest For Emotional Insight
Roots and Branches in our Family Trees
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Peace. Tranquility. Insanity.
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
by Scooj
A Continuing Revolution
inesemjphotography
Color by words.
home of the elusive trope
"Literature is language charged with meaning." Ezra Pound
Nothing happens unless first you dream
Football Talk - with other stuff mixed in
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
