Ridealong
There was a stuff turtle riding in the back window of a state trooper’s car. I’m
sure it was not regulation.
Observations
This is a collection of things that I see in front of and behind my eyes. These posts have been published near daily since October 2016.
Roadside Poetry
The pattern on the front caught my eye. The handwritten card was smeared by the
rain. Dirt filled the creases. The words were about kisses and the moonlight.
The writer’s name has
Rhyming Sam
Listening to Sam Cooke and he found a rhyme for plebeian. It was “me and.”
Background Sounds
I’ve been listened to long recordings of nature sounds to help me focus on
writing. Falling rain. Rushing streams. Babbling brooks. And I’m pretty sure I
can hear a car door
Not Teen Spirit
A teenaged girl came into the library. She smelled like french fries.