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Farewell to KJ
March 18, 2025. 2:20 AM. Text Message: "Kathy is now in the arms of Jesus." It's mid-October 2025, and I sit in my classroom across the hall from where Kathy used to sit every day. We used to wave to each other, and she would come over to my room for a brief chat, a cup of coffee, or both. She was hired to fill a teacher opening that had been unfilled for more than two years, and she took up her duties with great enthusiasm. We became friends quickly, but in late 2023, we had a dust-up that injured feelings and caused us to be estranged for several months. When I finally came to my senses and sought to make peace, she was more than ready to forgive, and I'm so glad we did.
By Mack D. Ames3 months ago in Humans
Handprints in the Sand
A poem titled "Footprints in the sand" ends with the three words "I carried you." No one poet gets full credit for that famous poem so most of us who know the poem simply agree the byline goes to "Anonymous". As a longtime fan of the poem, it gave me hope and peace on harder days. Upon more current analysis of the poem, I wonder why "footprints" got into the title instead of "hands" if the poem's big bang ending is "I carried you." I suppose it was a group effort between feet and hands. I've always noticed my feet and hands. The shape, size, and the particular markings that may make them very different or unique. Hands seem to have more personality traits (or marks) than feet. Whether you are a gypsy mystic witch reading palms to guide a confused soul, or you're a police officer studying the fingerprints of criminals in data base files, you have seen that the hands of different humans have very distinct and unique markings. Like snowflakes, we all have hands but the designs are all unique. I learned how to read palms at a very early age and have kept my eyes on my personal "road map" for my entire life. Both of my palms show two major markings (Triangulum and the Letter M) which some mystics believe have significant meanings. However, my right hand and my left hand also have unique attributes and markings that show different routes as if looking at different maps. For example, I could say my right hand shows the map of my life in Florida, while the left hand shows the map of my spiritual life, not here on Earth.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 months ago in Humans
Thank You
I have been open about how my mother’s death has affected me since it happened in July. I have shown how depressed it has made me, how disoriented it has made, and how, in an odd way, it has made me stronger. Through mostly my poetry and at least one piece of fiction, I have laid my heart bare for everyone to see—and, for the most part, you have all been very receptive to it. You have made me feel accepted and loved in a way that I have not felt from a community in a long time. And for that, I want to tell you all, thank you.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Humans
The Ritual of Bones. Winner in The Ritual of Winter Challenge.
I have a pile of bones in my freezer, just a small one right now but it will grow. Winter comes like a seizure in Scotland; first the mellow summer starts to chill, then the morning air starts to smell of wet rot, and all of a sudden some of the nights and dawns are shockingly cold. Biting cold. It passes over and heat seeps back in. Then it comes again; fits of cold... And when the grass crunches underfoot every morning for a week and the sun doesn't rise until I'm on the bus to work I know its time to collect bones.
By S. A. Crawford4 months ago in Humans
What I Learned From Interviewing My Exes
Summer 2025 - The summer that changed it all. I had a mental breakdown and decided to start writing again. My first order of business was to sit down with a bunch of my exes. I asked them a number of questions about our past.
By Gail Fredricks4 months ago in Humans
