I’ve been on a poetry-writing kick lately, which is the kind of pretentious thing you should really keep to yourself, much like your collection of dolls made out of human hair or your habit of adding umlauts to words like “coöperate.” It’s a known fact that most people hate poetry.
A Florida beach after a storm. Calm after the chaos. Driftwood and seafoam and the odd unmentionables here and there. As you get older, your eyes zero in on all…
Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. And they also come in all levels of judgment. Some come from faraway lands –like perhaps Mississippi– and they find your child wandering…
March may feel old hat to most when it swings around, third in queue; but it’s always been a month of beginnings for me. For one, March was the month…
I am currently surrounded by a horde of loud, squealing children who are amped up on pack mentality, budding hormones, and spring. “Just the kind of scenario to scare those…
Thicket of Cherries, originally uploaded by Madame Meow. Spring is ironic because it's a beautiful event that is the walloping harbinger of life, and then death. It happens so quickly,…
I know you were thinking you were a cool, compassionate man, sitting there with your coworkers and your cool tags,enjoying your business lunch, sipping on Diet Coke. Hey, I would…
Face-off, originally uploaded by Madame Meow. This little cute chunky monkey face, a.k.a. Don Meow, likes to keep me up nights. Oh sleep, how I miss thee. He also likes…
When I was a junior in high school, I was forced to attend participated in a spelling bee. It was actually oddly fun to prepare for it and I didn't…
The lifeguard warns us parents, "Some of your children may scream at first when coming into the water." The orange-haired, tramp-stamped, flabby-bellied-whilst-in-a-bikini woman off to my left waves a fishbelly-white…
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 