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- cool at the zoo
- Wanda came to a city near us!
- Molly, Molly, how do I love thee?
- prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
- a man of letters (8) – combat! January, 1945
- BJU and Me: Queer Voices from the World’s Most Christian University
- never play this game after midnight
- it’s a simple matter of justice – remembering Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
- weekend specials popular at the Cardinal Cat Cafe
- the hideout – revisited on Friday the 13th., 2023
- Cardinal Cat Cafe
- 1/6 two year anniversary
- Bervin’s grandmother’s advice to K McCarthy
- human frailty, mendacity, and George Santos – plus pink boxing gloves
- last train from Gun Hill – and Ukraine
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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
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I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
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Tag Archives: loving arms by kris kristofferson
sidetracked: takin’ any comfort that i can
I have a good friend who is alone tonight following the death of her wife of 30 years last week. In the midst of the fear and panic we are all facing with the pandemic news every day, she must … Continue reading
Posted in Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged grief, loving arms by kris kristofferson, pandemic, personal loss
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I'll Call It Like I See It 