Julianna

Finally oh, finally, A bed sheet white as ivory. An ideal, easy disguise, Or so it felt at the time. Remy perused the town’s porches, Such sheet-masked misfortune. He’d grown overzealous In pursuit of nougat clusters And jellybean belly-busters. Down McKinley he drifted, All snoot and primly, Free floating under a sheet. A glutton’s compass set To a “Take One” bowl. Remy found treasure, truth be told, Soon to taste fruit taffy folds. He tip toed As his eyes would grow to a king size. Sneaky...

Last weekend, I was a vendor at a lovely @PhoeniciaFlea event in Bearsville. It was a ticketed gathering that included a little over a...

I lost my full-time job last Friday. It wasn’t my fault—my entire company went bankrupt and shut down. But still, I lost my full-time job...