Note to Google: Honey, Not Tonight. I Have a Headache…
Don’t get me wrong. If I need to find something on the Internet, I know how to type a few keywords inside a search box.… Read More »Note to Google: Honey, Not Tonight. I Have a Headache…
Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
Don’t get me wrong. If I need to find something on the Internet, I know how to type a few keywords inside a search box.… Read More »Note to Google: Honey, Not Tonight. I Have a Headache…
I’m on vacation from Chicago and visiting my girlfriend in Louisiana. Joy and I met in college. The plan is to drive to New… Read More »The Mustang
Always dangle tangerine peels over your brother’s head until he agrees to roll down the window. Always keep a small house in the kitchen where… Read More »To One Young Enough to be in a Car Seat
A bird feeder dangles outside my kitchen window about a foot from the glass. Drinking coffee in the morning, I watch birds alight there. They… Read More »The Feeder of Success
My short story, “How I Landed a Job” appears in the Winter Solstice issue of riverbabble in cooperation with Pandemonium Press joined by outstanding Bay… Read More »Here’s How I Got a Job
My public persona was shaping up, consorting on the Internet with food banks from Albuquerque to Zanzibar. If she was planning to make a living,… Read More »Albuquerque to Zanzibar
(More from the Leftover Chef) My idea was to “create a brand” for myself, which is what my job club had advised. I could teach… Read More »A Star Trek of the Stomach
One afternoon before the close of the fiscal year I received a phone call. As a member of the union’s executive team, I guessed the… Read More »Birth of the Leftover Chef
There always have been different “schools’ of poetry, Surrealists, Futurists, Modernists, PostModernists, Language poets. Where are the Technologists? Read my essay on the subject with… Read More »Notes in the Margin: Poetry in the Information Age
A domain name with the same name floating in the clouds. She’s got an architect’s degree and travels to Italy. Great foreign legions of Lenore.… Read More »Mistaken Identity Theft