Monthly Archives: August 2014

Magnolia: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir

Magnolia Magnolia: was the name of my dearest friend. Locked boxes were we with one another. I could throw words into a pond And She’d promise me their security. I could cry in the distance, Laugh, Smile, Or settle in complete silence But still hear the love from the other end. We bloomed together, Leaf…

Grab a bowl

I’m really happy you’ve enjoyed the excerpts I’ve shared from Porridge.  The memoir is still in progress but I’ve been considering posting an excerpt every Monday. Now, I’m not promising anything since I still have to think about it 🙂 Here are the links to the excerpts in case you’ve missed them: Railings and Dominoes  I’ll be posting…

Dominoes: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir

Dominoes Every now and then I remember the sound of dominoes slamming onto tables. I can almost hear the sound of men arguing over pitches made in the sports game on TV. Daddy and his friends. The clanking of Heineken bottles and swear words thrown through the air and, The men who remind the others…