Here’s the Thing, Lorie, My Name’s not Pauncho

I am not gonna plump shame Sherrie, so let us just say she was a well rounded girl with a penchant for raspberry and apple pies, strawberry ice cream, beef steak, beer, deep fried anything, and etc. etc. There is nothing wrong with having penchants. I have a few myself, but I usually go for … Continue reading Here’s the Thing, Lorie, My Name’s not Pauncho →

Studying the Navigator – a Fantasy

for Ann Darr I bought your book, the one featuring pictures and your poems about women flying airplanes, and scanned for you in each foggy photo until your thunder storm poem— its fear sucked me five miles up in a machine with— unlike you, the woman who flew it— a propensity for falling apart in … Continue reading Studying the Navigator – a Fantasy →

Long walk, looking for the muse Home at last! “Take your shoes off!” She is mopping floors. In response to the RDP word prompt fungible