The Story of Milky-White the Cow, Part 2

Aw. I see you are back for more. You want to know what more there could be to the story of Milky-White and Leonard’s family. Well, okay, I’ll tell you. Milky-White was happy indeed. She was with people who treated her well and knew what she needed. And Leonard and his family were happiest of […]

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I Haven’t Written Poems in a While

I’m trying to write more so I made myself a schedule that includes when to post something for Tales, Verses, and Life. So this week, the schedule says “Verses.” I panic, sort of. Well, laugh a little. I haven’t written poems in a while. 

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The Story of Milky-White the Cow, Part 1

Once upon a time… No. No. No. Starting a story like that usually gets a happy ending. Or an educational twist. This story, however, about a cow, is just a story. It is a story about a famous cow, though. Well, she’s a cow in a very famous story. Jack and the Beanstalk—remember that one? […]

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Published: “Brita: On Fire”

I did it. I bit the bullet. And I mean I bit the bullet. It was a hard decision to make. Well, not a hard decision really. It was hard to push myself to get it done. But I finally did it. I published “Brita: On Fire.” I pushed past my fears and I did […]

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Life Is Story

1984, I came into the world, yellow, jaundice skinned. I’m sure my mind was curious, but the tiredness of my new-born body was more powerful. The first days of my life were filled with sleep, but also lots of love. I was my parent’s first daughter, born while my father was away, training with the […]

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The Room

I stand in the center of the room, confused. Did they really just tell me that this paintbrush holds the key to my survival? Maybe I can chop the handle up into tiny chunks and eat them. But how long would that really last me? I needed water or better nourishment than a few ounces […]

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The Pen

with a mind―my mind. (I gave it away, didn’t you know? It’s called suicide.) I gave myself up before paper and pen. Paper became the oppressed; Pen became the ruler― The tyrant. And I became the deceased.

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