Natural Selection
We live in a bafflement of words like smoke from a fire making eyes tear and throats scratchy only we don’t realize we are being talked to… Read More »Natural Selection
We live in a bafflement of words like smoke from a fire making eyes tear and throats scratchy only we don’t realize we are being talked to… Read More »Natural Selection
I talk to my plants. I also talk to my cats while scratching their ears and discussing the weather or what’s for dinner. But plant-to-person… Read More »Talking Spider Plant Blues
Norma was my other friend who became my best friend. We met on the first day of second grade. I was nervous, sitting at my… Read More »A Pencil Forms a Friendship
My mother took it as a personal insult that she had a sickly child. How could she have a daughter whom you could blow over… Read More »I Meet Lobo, the Talking Stray Dog