Favorite Childhood Toy
I really didn’t care much for dolls, but there were a few I really loved: my Drowsy Doll (which I’ve written a poem about), a little black doll who was blind in one eye (her plastic eye was missing) named Betty (named for my Mamaw’s sister who gave her to me), and my...
Year-End Writing Round-Up
How did it get to be December 29th already? It seems like only yesterday, I was entering poetry contests, kicking the year off with hopes of making my 50 rejections for 2025. I met my goal, almost double. I had 91 rejections. And 26 acceptances, down a few from the...
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