Beloved

She was beautiful. But so were her fellow flowers.  She wondered why they never picked her. Maybe if she was brighter, taller. Maybe.  She died without realizing her purpose.

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Puppy Love

Jump, lie down, roll over. That I did for you, day in, day out. I did not mind.  It kept me fit and my heart open. You learned my rhythm, at first with fascination mesmerized by what I was willing to do for you.   Soon your eyes glazed over, and out of boredom or... Continue Reading →

A new breed of writer’s block

And it is called Sufferingcom Safaricom internet. I tried to load pictures of our December family road trip but because of how slow the net was I gave up. Besides, we are already halfway through January so what would be the point of uploading them anyway? Aside from that I had tried blogging twice before... Continue Reading →

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