Part 1 is here: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2018/06/10/the-summer-of-the-yellow-jackets/ “See that, kids. The town is behind us. We are gonna rock this year!” Coach Grey exclaimed. “Lookout, Kingland!” said Oliver. “Well, we don’t want to get all crazy, they still got a good team. Don’t ya’ll get lazy and quit batting practice. We will still keep working!” Coach Grey … Continue reading
Superstitious and stupid ones They mark you evil, black cat Turn into a gremlin They won’t like that! Continue reading
They say she writes from high atop a glitzy glass tower her frailty seeping through in melancholy ink. A lovelorn poet lost she rifles memory’s pages and mines the melted history there. She writes as a loom weaver who wove threads of tapestry long ago in the rooms showy sun forgot sifting through shadows of Camelot. … Continue reading
There she was appearing again standing in the half-light the moon in her hand. Honeysuckle watfting intense white in the night. Dreams speak of dragons most honorable knight diffusing dense magic in the sultry moonlight. A goddess of mystery, a Centaur’s daughter a Giver of Forgiveness, a Crafter of Disorder. Intoxicating thoughts, a cosmic creation, … Continue reading
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