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Full Tilt
Dark-thirty this morning, dreaming middle-aged cartoons, warm weight of usual blankets, quiet under familiar darkness, face languid, snorkeling peacefully in the cool pool of my favorite down pillow. A sudden internal jerk stirs my brain, snatching me violently mid-dream, pulling me downward, as if the mattress despises me with a vengeance sent from another realm.…
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Shady Days
Today is Mother’s Day and I am the only one awake, my coffee breath well established and likely gruesome, but my dogs don’t care because I just watched them slurp a raw egg past their teeth as it dripped from their morning kibble. I can never gross them out. I am up at 6am today,…
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Slow Blink.
In only 23 days! I’m going to take the liberty of saying 1,000 visitors to a relaunch of a website that isn’t selling anything and has no nudity, is not too shabby. I am saying it because no one else will and if I don’t acknowledge the small achievements, what will propel me to continue?…
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Cameo Role
All the familial customs/traditions/rules/wives tales ready for import, even before the umbilical cord cools. You know what they all say; If you don’t do _____, than _____ will/won’t happen. We chant them, we live them, we follow them and their rules to the now bright and modern places they often do not belong. Relics of…
LALANATIVE is a collection of writings by Franchon J. Whitby. (c) 2023