Instead of milk and bread before a storm, I rush to Newtown Color Center for paint and spackle, …
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Kathryn Mayer • Writing Out Loud
I write stuff down. thinker • humorist • cynical optimist
Instead of milk and bread before a storm, I rush to Newtown Color Center for paint and spackle, …
Continue Reading about Ode to a Pandemic: shadows on the wall
The church pews are filled with country folk in their Sunday best, even though it’s a …
Continue Reading about Strong as an ox, quiet as a mouse: a life runneth over
She wanted a cow the way someone who grew up a million miles away from a farm wanted a …
*Written over a year ago, when masks were "advised" and socially distancing encouraged. Everyday …
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I never saw it coming, becoming the old lady on the block. Circle of life and all, I get it, but …
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Most houses have doors, and these doors have locks, and these locks have keys, or should, to keep …