Chico’s Blog

Part 2 Meet Duke. A professor of literature. Originally from Maine; now teaching in South Carolina. Nasty divorces can do that. Day in and day out, Duke played with words. Taught the words of others. Old words. New words. If he let it, teaching could fill every minute of every day. He had very littleContinue reading “Chico’s Blog”

The Coffee Shop Conversation

Part 2 “Yes, why? From a married woman’s point of view why?” “Well,” she stammered. “Uh, the big romantic wedding.” With a coo I heard, “the dress. All the love. People are happy that you’re happy. It’s your BIG day.” “A wedding that costs at least $5,000. Half the gifts are duplicutes of things youContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Conversation”

The Coffee Shop Conversation

I have a secret pleasure. A dirty little pleasure. It’s oh so shameful. Once a year, since I graduated from college. That’s been a long time ago. I’m telling my age. When the hint of fall is in the air. The weather is getting a little cooler. We start dreaming of scarves and sweaters. IContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Conversation”

Waste not. Want not: coffee

This is a poem I’m doing in stages to highlight the little things I do toward frugal living. Coffee. Nectar of God. You help me through another day. Upright and functional, you help me stay. What about your grounds? A use for you, I have found. Nutrients to the soil you will add. Helping myContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: coffee”