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We know how much you've wanted to see our place, everyone does, and unfortunately, geography makes it difficult for regular visits. In the meantime, we offer problematic or potential visitors this partial virtual postcard tour. So pull up a chair, have a cup of Chai, and click away! Mmmm... It smells like Nalini is cooking up some wonderful snacks and treats to share. So, pull up a chair and welcome aboard, let's catch up!
It's all about me! (from the Dog Box #2) I'll make this quick and easy. Quick by leaving out most of the details nobody cares about. Easy by sticking to my earliest writing efforts, after which, who really cares? I wrote my first poem when in grade school. It was a writing assignment. I was... Continue Reading →
Academically Speaking I don't like writing things that aren't from the heart. So, rather than that, I write what I call heartless haikus. Mostly just to pass the time. Like now, while I'm here waiting for you to come to. They are quick, simple, and unlike limericks, they don't even have to rhyme. Hell, they... Continue Reading →
Use the four links below to reach my poetry, which is on Tacklebarn, my Blogger site. When you are done visiting any of these destinations, simply close the blog, and you will automatically sail back here to "torn words." Enjoy your voyage. >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< 2- Accidental Inquiries--> https://daltononpoems.blogspot.com/ 3- Constant Amiquities--> https://jolteon13.blogspot.com/ 4- Revised Permanence--> https://gradualrevisions.blogspot.com/... Continue Reading →
(Letters From the Dog Box #1) The first car I remember my mom driving was a late-fifties Ford two-door. We called her the Putt-Putt. She seemed old and worn, not flashy like the newer cars of the day, with their bright paint and fancy rocket-style fins. But to Denise and me, she was a privately... Continue Reading →
From Piedmont Press: September 2, 2025 Dearest Reyn, We are excited to report that your second book, REYN: I'M FELINE GREAT, continues as a best seller, remaining on Barnes & Noble's top fifty for the past 43 weeks. Since it premiered less than a year ago at #93, its sales have been phenomenal. It now... Continue Reading →
I was going to pitch readers with a long tale of how difficult the search for this the song. Of how many six-digit secret codes I faultered and failed to remember before I could fix passwords and open this or that app.
We won't apologize! This post has been removed by the United States Department of Health and Human Services. We are not compelled to reason. Our department, in accordance with this administration's policies, does not endorse reason. Damn you! Bastards, go away and die! Robert F. Kaneddy Junior As commanded by executive order from the Resulute... Continue Reading →
Yes, a hobo. I've always aspired to be a hobo. Even now, after twenty years of serving the Humanities Department as Professor Emeritus of Psychological and Psycic Abominations at Pacific Tech, Malibu, I have never lost my desire to ride the rails and pitch for coin. Sadly, when retirement dawned, that opportunity nearly dissolved on... Continue Reading →
Was today typical? Which day? Or which moment of any day can be considered typical? If you live your life consumed by the present, then your presence is consumed in the now. Consider that 'within the now' no time exists! No time to spend, no time to waste, no time at all! Without the burden... Continue Reading →
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