20 year old me…
I tell you what I’m gonna do
I’m going out there to conquer
I will bring the world to its knees
I will make it do as I please
I’m gonna be its loudest mocker
that’s just what I’m gonna do.
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Plan C: Chapter III
Plan C: The Request
Lizzie settled into some sort of restless routine. At first, nothing felt mundane because she was aware of the fact she would soon miss all the small moments she was having with her dad. Every moment felt like a gift. But that feeling was short lived once the routine became familiar and she started taking those small moments for granted again. Life was moving downstream and she got caught in the current of routine. Until one morning when she saw her dad sitting in the kitchen. He was normally up before she was and would work the crossword puzzle at the kitchen table. This particular morning though, he just sat in the dark.
Continue readingHey, Little Bluebird
Hey, little bluebird
why don’t you fly?
You should be way up high
soaring way up in the sky
in a graceful motion.
But you can’t fly
because your wing is broken.
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Plan C: Purpose
Lizzie stood and watched the train pass. But this time, she didn’t yell. She had no desire to yell. Instead, she simply watched the train with her arms crossed. A slight movement to her right made her aware she had company.
It was Matt. Of course it was Matt. How did he know she was at the tracks again? He didn’t bother to speak since she would not have been able to hear him anyway. She looked at him and raised her eyebrows. He tilted his head toward the train. True, last time he found her here they ended up yelling at the top of their lungs until their voices were hoarse. That was the day she found out about her dad’s cancer. It was only two days ago but it felt much longer than that. She felt like a different person. Despite the bombshell news she actually felt calmer.
Continue readingIn Her Eyes
Eyes judge, that is just what eyes do.
They look a person up and down
and by appearance, judge what’s true.
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Plan C: The Meeting
Lizzie took a deep breath and looked at the clock. It was almost time to meet with her agent via Zoom and yet her father, Chuck, still sat at the kitchen table. Working on a crossword puzzle. It was as if he had no intention of moving from his spot. Yet, she needed him to move so that she could talk to her agent without an audience. She was nervous enough, she didn’t need an extra pair of eyes watching or ears hearing. Guilt about shooing him out of his own house prevented her from speaking up. Especially after the doctor’s news they received yesterday. But she just could not do this meeting with him in earshot and he was the one that insisted that she keep the meeting.
Continue readingAll it Took
One single time is all it took
someone said my writing was good stuff
that compliment was more than enough
I painstakingly undertook
to compile it all in a book.
Continue readingThe Question
“Great-grandma,” the girl asked with wide eyes, “what’s it like to be old?”
Her great-grandmother simply smiled and asked, “what’s it like to be young?”
Continue readingNone of my Business
They say, what others think of you
is not really your business.
Here is my take and witness,
this well-known saying may be true
but I’d like to add something, too.
Continue readingInternational Day ‘24
My little town’s boast is it is the “home of 56 nationalities.” It is quite the claim for a small Wyoming town and fairly true. To celebrate our origin, we have an International Day every year in July. Which I will take you to but first let me explain how we can make such a bold claim.
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