SNOW DAY • by Karen Pullen
Tom and I huddle close together in the bus stop shelter. Damp icy air, murky gray clouds. I hold out my hand to catch my first-ever snowflake. A real blizzard will churn across the state tonight. We...
View ArticleLADY TREMAINE’S REBUTTAL • by Karen Pullen
Castle-on-Wycks, Cardigan My life is bittersweet these days. Now that Ella, Anastasia and Drizella are married and living in their own castles, it’s quieter, even a bit lonely at times, though I’ve...
View ArticleBROWN JERSEY COW • by Karen Pullen
I’m stirring a pot of stew, wishing I had a bit of ham for flavor ’cause grits and carrots make a bland mix. Baby’s pulling on my skirt, wanting some now now now. My girls be digging for potatoes...
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