A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Lines weaved left right overlapped Generating a pattern for a tablemat Its formulation stares at me as I type these words Onto the screen as my eyes unravel worlds The tablemat is envious that my fingers stroke the keyboard Wonders why its only purpose is to keep tables from being scorched Well mat, I didn’t … Continue reading A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

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“How has your writing been lately?” she asked. “Not so good…” he said. “Why’s that?” she took an interest. “Writer’s Block…” he played victim, blaming state-of-mind. She feigned ignorance, trying hard to empathize. “What’s that?” she responded with a question. “When a writer is blocked and can’t think of ideas,” he didn’t pick up on … Continue reading One Minute