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• Dialog in the Kitchen
  by TeriLee

  “Your like a pro or somethin’ Huh?” / “Yeah, something like that.”

  (my practice with writing dialogs) / I was in the kitchen with a friend, and this was the dialog…we walked out of the kitchen to the blank stares of several other people wondering what the hell was going on in there…we didn’t tell them either…I’m sure those of you who know me best, can figure this one out :)

• One of those stories.
  by Ozcloggie

  On one side of the house lived the assistant and, on the other side the bridge-keeper. / One of the two had night duty and had the lanter…

  On a recent broadcast of the Conversation Hour, with Richard Fidler, I heard Don Akenson, professor of history at Queen’s University in Ontario, Canada, say that genealogy is made up of stories. / The husband of one of my aunts, gathered my mother’s mother’s memories and wrote them in an exercise book, in November, 1964. / I translated them, in July, 1992, to ensure that my son and daughter will have an insight into their great-grandmother’s life. / They have seen where my grand-parents lived, in Gouda, The Netherlands.

• The Kitchen Sink
  by Sharon Perrett

  It’s that shiny sink again / Washing up is such a pain…................

  I try to be different, I had a sudden inspiration to write about the kitchen sink.

• FUNNY FACE
  by Sally Omar

  Times are hard / wherever you go / Not able to make ends meet / This little boy loves making faces / He is really sweet / At a soup kitchen w…

  Thank you Mel!!!! / Please check out my friend Mel’s (mlgkats) other awesome artwork & writings on RB

• Indian Corn - Nature's Kaleidoscope
  by Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo

  “You may wonder why Indian Corn carries such an array of stunning colours …”

  Indian Corn, a humble staple, / unveils a conspicuos treasure / at a closer look

• Magpie Conversations
  by AffectMachine

  Little is said of such things.

• kitchen
  by bearhat

  i don’t want to be a layer of fat / congealed in week old dirty pots left on the stove / or splattered on the laminate and scraped off with…

• Don't Chew Gum
  by Amedori

  Mimi’s heart had shattered. Smashed into smithereens. His pain so severe that as he breathed out, his scream shook the pictures of frui…

  Excerpt from book “Don’t Chew Gum” by Amedori – copyright 2006

• Kitchen Satori
  by JL Marshal

  My usual reflection / in glass. Frosted!

  This was a split second awakening for me. Habits breed so easily in daily life, we look out the back and see the same tree for thirty years and then one day its not there. But its a bit eerie, like we aren’t there either. It seems our identity is a co-creation with the environment much of the time, a web of mutual expectations. One chilly morning I had a very brief lapse into egolessness when I found that familiar reflection in the kitchen window to be absent. Like I’d been dragging my feet across the existential carpet and zap!.... the old static shock of revelation.

• In The Dark
  by Annette Hovey

  In the dark / There are mysterious pleasures / Erotic and sensual

  Annette Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette M. Hovey

• Awaken
  by Annette Hovey

  Awaken in the middle of the night! / Battered, / Beaten, / Forgotten!

  Annette Marie Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• Hope
  by Annette Hovey

  Untold tales, of betrayal, and mistrust. / Waking to lies.

  Annette Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• Misguided Poet
  by Annette Hovey

  So you want your poetry to be / Happy and Free / To dance on those hot summer nights

  Annette Marie Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• Nightmare
  by Annette Hovey

  Once again, I feel like I could die! / But why? / In the depths of my mind, / I cry like a child.

  Annette Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• The Bitter End
  by Annette Hovey

  Where shall I begin? The new / The old

  Annette Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• The Last Kiss
  by Annette Hovey

  Annette Hovey / Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

  The strength of your arms, hold me in sympathy / As you say good-bye for the last time / You ask for one last kiss

• One
  by Annette Hovey

  Share with me your hearts desires / Let me see inside

  Annette Hovey July 13, 2007

• Just a Glimpse
  by Annette Hovey

  I look into my soul / And know not what I see / I sit and wonder why

  Copyright ©2002 Annette Marie Hovey

• A Special Treat
  by LindsayWalton

  The big kids were smoking as they walked ahead of Peter down the sidewalk beside the Weston Plaza. They were in high school and wore uni…

  I submitted this story to a peer for review awhile back and got the saddest response from them. “This is more appropriate as a children’s book than an adult short story.” This was not written for children, but through a child’s eyes. I hope that none of us ever forget what it was like to be eye level with the kitchen counter and to be brilliant and devious, repentant and loved by somebody bigger than us who could envelop us in one hug.

• Conversion
  by bonbon3272

  Mona lowered her eyebrows. “What are you talking about? You’ve known Stacy for years! And quit calling me that. It’s Victoria now. Rememb…

  What starts out as an every day conversation soon turns into something… a little weird.

• Ala Kitchen
  by notculpable

  In place of the magnificent strokes of colour in ravishing paintings were wooden bowls hanging from the pallid walls, creating the sense …

• The Hunt for Leftovers
  by iamanaberry

  I felt like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. Pizza slices, donuts holes and cheesecake crusts started to come alive and sing a song welcoming…

• Burning Blankets
  by tntfiya

  I set fire to the tattered corner, / watched it eat its way to / the center, watched the few ashes / fall to a black pile on the floor. ...

• The Huntress, Domesticated
  by Kittykatmandoo

  Now long unchaste, / two children at foot, / I know / the arrow in your tongue, / the coquettish blush / when rapacious eyes / brush naked th…