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as published in the AB retired teachers’ magazine. The contest theme was Travel. Free You’ve got a big wad of gum in your mouth that tastes like cherries. Your gas tank is full & you could drive for several hours. The … Continue reading →

(Antarctica, Dec. 2015) On the verge of cracking up the 35 folks of Halley VI awaiting ships and bulldozers for a timely tow. Chasm 1 has spoken– the deep-ice wiggle man once again could not imagine aims to put a … Continue reading →

(Not that that that hasn’t happened before, particularly via historical franchise-branding.) The dubiously-called smart toys such as the 1984/Big Brother Hello Barbie toys  (which are really turning-kids-over-to-strangers-and-corporations) are creepy and sold to parents who simply don’t care about kids and … Continue reading →

“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move into it, and join the dance.” I don’t think there’s anything more satisfying than going to look for a vital, once-influential piece of your life, … Continue reading →

Decorating gingerbread men with grandson. The 5 P’s of Christmas and Inner Child Moments of Being: Presence, Process, Play, Pleasure, and Possibilities.

From a review translated into Albanian, published in the supplement of the newspaper “Tribuna” in Prishtina, Nov. 29, 2014. My global, sensitive, romantic alter-ego, poet Kadrush Radogoshi, whose work I’ve had the honour to review and edit.

(the Edmonton version, above pic) He slid down the Sunday hill, below his house in Vermont. In a distant church an organ proclaimed it was Christmas. The boy walked on with his sled, blown by the wind. The pews were … Continue reading →

was the 355th so far this year in the States. They’re running at an avg. of more than 1 mass shooting a day. Pure madness.

(after a throw–a big miss, yellow ball behind pins; a variation is to kick the ball at the pins) Front hall entrance. To be reprised this Saturday after grandson 1’s dance class. He will also be putting Xmas decals up … Continue reading →

These creeps will still call or write even when you’re dead for years, for godsake, which has happened in our family. No respect. They are quite willing to go infinitely hurting and insulting survivors and the dead they’re trying to … Continue reading →