Busy Bees
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Bake Up Something Sweet
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an online journal of short writing
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my humanity in written form
... Said & Unsaid ...
This is the stuff this fat old lady thinks about
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Excellent! Yes, the stingers are there to remind us to be cautious around them.
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My childhood with often bare feet running in the grass has many baking soda memories.
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This is what happens when you are in a meeting and need to get your poetry done for the day.
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