A Familiar Pose

Quite often Sitting on the couch I witness A familiar pose of one in stillness Splayed Straddling Seemingly sad The other one sits in wait Ignoring Impatient with him He pretends the victim She stares uncaring He begs attention She wonders if it’s time to eat He feigns forlorn She says get over it He huffs his woe She leaves disgusted I stay sitting on the couchRead more

Habits Breed Familiarity

  Same is it ever was… Ten years ago, living on a different side of town, I used to frequent a gas station most every weekday morning. This familiar place served the best coffee around, a morning copy of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel (loved their sports and food sections), and a sweet treat. I would pick out a cranberry nut muffin or a nut-topped, persian donut with butter cream frosting. The latter was almost irresistible. Every morning, Kwik Trip was homeRead more