Time to peruse the Live Wire, our local weekly paper’s call-in line. I don’t make these up, folks, I just take the printed call-ins and format them as poetry. Turkey Trash by Anonymous Caller I got a complaint; imagine that. This is to the turkey…
Month: March 2017
Friend and fellow writer Jen Selinsky and I were talking about author interviews on blogs, and she gave me a set of questions and I gave her several sets: the ones I use and ones other people have sent me. I answered hers, and that…
This was in the Southern Indiana Writers’ 1997 anthology, DRAGON: OUR TALES. THE TRANSFORMATION by Marian Allen Yesterday I was a tender maid, muscles firm, eyes bright. Today my skin is wrinkled leather covered with rough white scales. I make noise walking; my body large,…