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goodbye | goodbye

edward-averill's picture
Jan.27.2014
Not original, I admit, but Douglas Adms is one of my inspirations, so there! After many a session with my teacher the truth comes out - I'm not a commerical writer.  I can't stick to genre fiction, I can't drop into a nice easily placed description, and my target audience is about 10 people -...
annette-talbert's picture
Mar.12.2013
Drip,       Drip,            Drip, The rain trickles down the back of my neck as I leave the cafe  where you sit~   alone and stunned by my sudden departure.   I leave you nothing~ but the lipstick stain on my coffee cup. © annettealaine-...
mariette-ana-papic's picture
Nov.23.2012
Back and forth the saga goes. The price gouging and the laments of those who wish their childhood would live forever, please the folks cry, "Not the Twinkie!" In essence I should or could be one of those people to cringe. My lunchbox included those yellow, creamy bits of sugary deliciousness. I...
phil-naessens's picture
Sep.10.2012
Goodbye. Depending on how it’s used that word can get your attention. Someone I know recently said to me, in response to my very probable departure from where I’ve spent the last dozen years….”too many goodbyes”. I don’t know what she meant by that and she never told me. I probably should have...
carmen-ambrosio's picture
Apr.30.2012
On our last walk You stepped slowly, In stride with my limp, The pace uneven, Destined for where?   Down our long driveway Unwilling limbs veered In and out of grass; Tail wagging in spurts, Nose poking known spots.   Up your head tilted, Weary and wary, 'How far will we go?' I paused not...
bonnie-char's picture
Mar.24.2011
As I've passed the half-century mark, I've come to the place in life where I no longer finish an unenjoyable book or movie rental. There is a point I reach at which I know I've spent enough time at an unfulfilling piece of fiction, and can expect more of the same if I continue. So if (after a given...
kelly-tweeddale's picture
Dec.28.2009
I was struck by a passage in Alice Munro's collection Too Much Happiness from the short story "Fiction" about how happiness and unhappiness are inexplicably linked: "It seemed as if there must be some random and of course unfair thrift in the emotional housekeeping of the world, if...
lisa-threadgill's picture
Sep.25.2009
Some goodbyes are poignant.  Some are with relief.  Some can be with a hearty “good riddance” or “don’t let the door hit you on the way out”.  Some are reluctant, others welcomed, yet others engender a curious combination of emotions that can hit you like a pineapple anchovy pizza.  The goodbyes I...
chariss-walker's picture
Sep.24.2009
            I was unable to go to the funeral and that nearly broke my heart. He was the first person I had ever loved outside of family. We had been friends since seventh grade and it was sometime after college that we went our separate ways. Not that we had forgotten each other because that could...
carol-i-hoenig's picture
Sep.24.2009
             I almost avoided this week's Red Room theme because there were a number of possibilities I could write about on the subject of "Saying Goodbye" and couldn't decide which one to give precedence. Yet since the topic appeared in my email queue, I couldn't help but think of the...