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The Life and Times of the The Introvert: Extraverts are Dumb

“I’ve always thought extraverts were dumb,” Cynthia told Vikki, who had just gotten back from five hours at Ice and Dogs, a combination ice cream parlor and hot dog eatery that hosted its annual Friend-a-Thon that day.“Why do you have … Continue reading

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Horses’ Journal

Dawn horse mane in sunrise the hooves pound out light, the tail swishes at colored clouds, with obscurity rising with an unseen sun with the dawn horse kicking up dust on her morning stampede. ————————————————- A horse can be confused … Continue reading

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Mythical Animal at the Coffee Machine

I got a Snickers bar forgetting my role as a mythical animal. I knew mythical animals should stick to foods grown in gardens, but I just wasn’t in the mood, so I slunk to the vending machine. I wondered if … Continue reading

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King of the Daffodils

It was my first week as Madam Daffodils, and I hadn’t considered that it would be shortened to the pedestrian, stuffy “Madam.”  So, I had been telling my friends for days to just call me “Daf,” or “Daffy,” if they … Continue reading

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My Sack of Suns

My Sack of Suns I buried a sack of suns hoping a hungry dog or cat searching for mislaid mice might dig it up. But my bed of seeds gold petals of yellow roses bloomed anyway; yellow roses framing the … Continue reading

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Madam Daffodils

I couldn’t stand being Anne Dunbar anymore. My mother told me it’s classy, but it didn’t feel like me, so a couple months ago I decided it had to go. But I didn’t want to replace it with anything that … Continue reading

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Of Unicorns, Dog Sweaters and Pink Cake

The Unicorn You’ve Become The unicorn you’ve become has an uneven horn— “slightly askew for stylish effect,” you say. But I see a unicorn who’s cockeyed searching for a way to straighten his adornment. Left to the devices of style, … Continue reading

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Linda Likes Sparkles

By Margery Topper Weinstein Linda liked sparkles, and, unfortunately, sparkles sparked nodes of pain in my brain. That Thursday, the smell of microwave-heated-up pizza and white wine from the executive farewell party in the office suite next door collaborated with … Continue reading

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