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Flipping of a coin from tail to head. cart-wheels on the beach. Drag Queen working the beat on Commercial street. Bare-footing, on the sultry tar. Hidden seaport cemeteries overgrown with unknown kin. Similar searches… Performed like a well manicured dance … Continue reading Hidden on Commercial Street
Fresh water sea gathered around at my knees and feet. Would the memory fade? The gentle bear at the edge of a neon street? The aggressive wallflower that would not give up her nylon seat? Water, secretly breaking? May, December, … Continue reading Breaking Waters
‘Get out the camera…take a picture…the drag queens and the freaks are all out on the town!’ Strange things happen when we go to the earth. For instance, when earthlings decide to become one with nature once again…as their great, great, great and not so great ancestors did many dark moons ago; they go it alone or in pairs in a tent. Often times, women (lesbians) will or are known to take canines with them. Further proof they are just as butch as any camper with a Good Sam Seal of Approval. Camping seems to have lost it’s appeal to … Continue reading Bend Over & Shower
So after many, many years of marriage. After the consoling. The begging and the pleading. The Misfits on the Isle of Misfit Animals and Lesbian women…will leave most of their brood home and head down to where the GAIETY began…Ptown! The last stop on the Cape unless you plan on swimming to Cuba. Been there many times before…this time however, the big boss has given the thumbs up to a bit of rustic romance in a tent! My lucky day! The other night I looked at my spouse as I am sure she has with me; thinking of how far … Continue reading Get Out the Map
Today, tomorrow, two days from now and all of next week… The New Hampshire forecast will be what it has always been; uncertain with elements of high humidity and bouts of flash flood warnings accompanied with the 10% chance of snowfall. Don’t tune in later…for nothing ever changes but change. Perfect timing this periodic weathered opportunity for both of my dogs to smell worse than the soiled t-shirt circa 1982 that my backyard mechanic wears day in and day out. Currently, the Bogie and the Matilda, canines of mixed origin and bad etiquite are a step above that distinct smell … Continue reading Making Our Life Whole with Dank Dog Aroma’s
