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I’m having a great ride. My best yet. Which says both a little and a lot I guess. A little in the sense that I’ve been riding for only eight…
I’m having a great ride. My best yet. Which says both a little and a lot I guess. A little in the sense that I’ve been riding for only eight…
When I squeezed into a parking spot at the post office the other week, I noticed an elderly woman beside me at the rear of her car. A hatchback. As…
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month 2021 in Canada. Today this poem wrote itself to light and hope through snow, tears and fears. Merci Johanne Ravenda pour…
We all long to be free in our own way. To see a world of possibility stretching out before us like an open road. This poem is about that. It…
The problem with overvaluing perfection is it sometimes leads us to want to fix things that don’t need repair, or to think that people and things are broken when in…
(Originally posted in 2014) “Perhaps being crazy is actually a good thing!” (Said I to myself, myself having been a square peg in a round hole pretty much from the…
In February/March 2019, I needed to replace my vibrator (more about that here and here). It took me close to six months to report back on what I found…
Losing your home is like having your heart ripped out. You feel lost, betrayed and battered. Suddenly robbed of everything familiar, you stand alone in the wasteland of what once…
What do you when your vibrator has a loose connection (and cuts out at the most inopportune times!), and, because you have recently moved to a new town, you don’t…