tropical downpour
noisy in the rainforest
no clothing required

for Weekend Writing Prompt


alligators for
ninety million years and then
comes the purse-maker

for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday

home sweet home

Image by Bikurgurl

for years i’ve lived quietly in a downtown parking garage. it takes a little cunning and craft, but i come and go after dark, avoid the security cameras, and sleep under the vehicles of long-term parkers who are out of state on business trips. i’ve had the garage all to myself, as the less-crafty get caught and tossed out.

but now, zounds, the garage has been turned into an emergency hospital. nowhere to hide, from the doctors or the virus.

but yay. I’ve snuck into a furniture warehouse. nobody here. they’re all sheltering at home. i sleep in a king-size!

for 100-Word Wednesday


i awoke



needing a smoke, a toke, and some coke


what a joke

what a bloke

what a moke

rooked at crooked poker


choked  by a woke hooker

a real looker

i’m overlooked, overcooked

just an outspoke cowpoke


For Daily Prompt


messy on epic scale

the volcanic eruption

struck by tsunami


For the Daily Post



the resort will be rebuilt

higher up this time



P hoto by Jeremy Bishop via Unsplash
For Three Line Tales


spoke today to a
highly placed religious
who tells me
is considering another


For Daily Post



“This argument is going nowhere.”

“Going in circles, true that.”

“Let’s start over.”

“Hit restart.”

“Forget everything we’ve said.”

“No. The opposite. Go over what happened in detail. Word-by-word and what we were feeling and what we were hearing and what we were thinking.”

“I hate it when we do that. Drives me nuts. You can out-talk me every time. You’re a better arguer. I don’t want you talking yourself out of this.”

“If we had a video, we’d replay it. Same thing, only with words.”

“You’re not hearing me. You’re better with words.”

“If I’m better with words, how come we end up going in circles? We have to argue in a different way.”

“You’re going it again, but ok, look. What happens is, we go back and forth too fast. There’s this feedback thing that happens. It’s how we get caught in a loop. Let’s try it slower. When you start talking a mile a minute I can’t think straight. I just begin to resent you.”

“I can go slower, but you’re the impatient one.”

“Show me you’re listening to me and not just waiting to set me straight and I’ll be a lot more patient.”

“Ok… Slowing down… Hit restart.”



For Daily Post


“You’re dim.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means you’re stupid.”

“I’m not stupid.”

“Stupid people don’t know they’re stupid.”

“I hear people say they’re stupid all the time.”

“Those are the smart ones, say that.”

“That don’t make any sense.”

“To you it don’t, because you’re stupid.”

“Ok… I’m stupid.”

“Now you’re wising up.”



For Daily Post