Breadman’s Daughter 204 Stories and Poems

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The Canyon. A Political Parable.

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I stand on one side Of the canyon And you on the other We both look down At the beautiful view Of the canyon floor And we agree It is a sight to behold Yet our definition Of...

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Words Matter.

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Words matter. I disagree. Words are merely a combination of letters, and for the sake of this argument, I’m talking about the letters of the English alphabet. We have 26 options...

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Reading and Writing.

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It’s no secret that I love books. Not only reading them but also writing them. There are few pastimes more enjoyable than hunkering down with a good book – anywhere really. We...

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Shocking.

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My word for last year is “shocking.” Everything shocked me. And I’m not one to be easily shocked. Startled, yes. Taken by surprise, absolutely. Caught unawares, often....

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A rose is a rose is a rose.

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Something extraordinary happened when I Googled my maiden name a week ago. I received some news that I had been waiting almost forty years to hear. It wasn’t delivered...

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Everything Makes Me Cry.

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When I experienced the initial taste of the Covid-19 pandemic I thought, like many, that this would be a short-lived-quarantined-lock-down-mask-wearing moment. A blip in our lives...

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Lucky Day.

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I’ve been on the hunt for four-leaf clovers for years. Going back to when I was a kid growing up at 204, throughout all the various phases, ages and stages of my peculiar life,...

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Post From the High Wire.

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Nine years ago I wrote the first Girl Warrior post called We Are The Girl Warriors. It was dedicated it to all the cherished women in my life. It was equal parts love letter and...

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I Hugged a Girl. What Would Jesus Do? Part 2.

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On the last day of work before the agency dispersed to work at our respective homes, I hugged a girl. I’m not really a big huggy person, except with my family. And even then,...

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The Potter Man.

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Hey Toby, Remember me And when We first met It’s been A lifetime or two Since then Memories recede For some But I Remember you Vividly   It was the Summer of ‘74 Nixon...

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