What a co-inky-dinky, eh? I woke up & started doing my Morning Pages. The following was part of what flowed. Then, a little later, I open up Miz Quickly’s Octoberfest & she says I should post it. So….
He was halfway through the second rinse phase of his lather-rinse-repeat Sunday morning shower when his brother John showed up again, as usual, speaking to him through the shower curtain, urging him to just keep right on singing along, telling him that even though they’re truly brothers they’re both the same guy, like it or not; telling him for the millionth time that at least one of them is really the egg man, one of them is the walrus.
I sent a few (4) poems to Red Wolf Journal in response to the submission call for works related to their A Change of World theme. Selected poems will be published on a rolling basis at RWJ, and some will be chosen for a Spring 2022 anthology.
I don’t know how I missed it, but I discovered this morning that they published one piece (Looking Glass) yesterday and a second piece (Qi) this morning!
I’m extremely grateful to Editor Irene Toh for selecting my work(s) and will keep fingers crossed for the other two. I’ll keep you all posted.
A Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5), offered up for this week’s P/SU Weekly Scribble, where Rosemary asks us to indulge ourselves in a bit of realism, capturing something as it is in such a way that the reader sees something bigger.
She was gone. He still wore the ring. Gold. Golden. But better. Even after all these years more than just a ring.
—————[||]————– Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribble #89 ~ Keeping It Real ~ ———[||]———