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NaPoWriMo 2026 Day 6 Things I Could’ve Said Is it better to regret sometimes a thing that we have said or words that sit still on our tongue and live within our head There’s times that I have said a thing caused hurt which was not meant Yet other times I’ve held my tongue ‘til…
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NaPoWriMo 2026 Day 5 Misogynists Take Note There are pockets in my trousers There are pockets in my shirts But some women I have known wanted pockets in their skirts Because most have no pockets there’s No damned place for anything So they are stuck with purses and the clutter that they bring Yes it’s…
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NaPoWriMo Day 4 Today’s prompt was “Morning”. There is a place I love next to a lake. I love to sit on the west bank of the lake and watch the sun come up across the water. It truly is the best reason to get up ludicrously early on a weekend. This poem is about…
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NaPoWriMo Day 3 Today’s is a little darker. For those of you who have been around since my first shot at NaPoWriMo back in 2013 you may recognize this from day five of that first year. This isn’t really laziness, I just don’t think I could produce anything which would better represent the prompt of…
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NaPoWriMo Day 2 The prompt for day two was to write about a beloved childhood object you still have. I didn’t have much as a kid, and less still has made it this far with me. But books are something I tend to hold onto. One in particular fit this. The Collected Works of Rudyard…
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NaPoWriMo Day 1 So last year, I had a lot going on, so I didn’t really do the poetry wriiting challenge. After more than ten years, it felt like I didn’t really have any left to give. Apparently I just needed a break. This Loss My broken soul each time I look See empty space…
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Flash Fiction February Day 16 The Curfew Will, Crystal and Donna walked laughing through the park. On their left, the varied fences belied the endless monotony of the suburban detached homes lining Holocene Place Private. To their right, a dozen yards away, a lively stream burbled over stones at the bottom of a small ravine.…
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Flash Fiction February Day 15 The High Price Of Doing Business “We need to bury the axe until after this meeting. If they smell even a hint of blood in the water we are finished.” Alex, tall and elegant in a tailored gunmetal suit leaned against the doorframe of his office. A cigarette angled up…
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Flash Fiction February Day 14 Catfish Blues Orly sat on the edge of the roof of a former strip mall and stared at the bobber of his fishing line sitting in the murky water a couple of feet below his boots. He had been sitting like this for a few hours now and his butt…
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Flash Fiction February Day 13 How To Reach Enlightenment From Dunhollow, drive east on highway 417 for seventy-three kilometres. Turn left onto McKenzie Rd, highway 48. In the town of Gorman’s Bay, watch for the detour. It will take you around a construction project before rejoining highway 48. Remain on 48 for another twenty-three kilometres.…
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