Odd Walking Thoughts

Nothing’s good enough. So, I write nothing. I write about a grandmother sitting alone on a boulder sipping air while watching you. You don’t care much about this, but you still think of her. As a girl she wore sun dresses which you admired. Kicking dirt, ignoring her. In your room you had thoughts that blanketed freedom.

-M. Taggart

Poem – Fill

I admire words that
infect my mind. I want
them to bend and twist
so I feel them. I’ve torn
pages from favorite stories
and stuffed them into my
mouth. I don’t know why.
Or, I do, and I’m not being
honest. Much like when an
author writes for an audience
rather than the raging
passion wishing to be seen;
truly, and finally freed.

-M. Taggart

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Odd Walking Thoughts- Rise

She paints death alive again. Cement cracked. Who said that? I did. Where’d you get it. I heard it once. The sky raged looking for shelter. Pulling at faces. Where’d you hear it? -In my head. And that’s why I trust her. The foundation of our souls stood upright releasing each of us freely.

-M. Taggart
copyright 2018

Dedicated to my Wife. Megan.

Can I Be – Flash Fiction

Can I Be
Flash Fiction
Written by -M. Taggart

Can I Be

As seen in the nine years old boy’s diary before his death-

‘I didn’t know I was bad. I felt it once but I made it go away. Jan 14.

I found out I am not bad. I saw bad today. That is not me.  Jan 21.

I had a good day. My uncle took me to a movie. When I came home he told me he was sorry. Feb 6.

I think I’d like not to be here anymore.  Feb 22.

I did what I was told. I don’t know who else to tell. Feb 28.

Today was good. I was told I could go to school again. I want to go to school again. I want to learn and read books. March 3.

My covers aren’t enough.  March 4.’

The boy was found dead March 5. The boys diary contained notes and drawings.

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Share Your Work Freely

I pounded sand looking for a hole to drive deep enough to care about.  Then, I stopped.

I searched the web for a place to drop links.  Turns out there isn’t a place to do so.  It seems to me people create online communities with rules that often include an agenda, which only help the person who created the community.  Fuck that.  I even searched on Facebook for a place to drop my links from WordPress.  Nope.  Not gonna happen. Well it can- sorta. For example, I spammed Donald Trumps facebook page with my link to my short story on amazon.  His team let is stay.  But for the majority, you can’t just stumble upon a facebook page and drop your link hoping for feedback, views, or..well anything.

I started a group on facebook today.  It’s purpose is to allow creative works to be shown and supported.  Drop a link whenever you want.  I don’t care if it’s a link directly to your sales page on amazon.  Do it. I dare you.  I double dog dare you. I hope you gain sales.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/204996876504537/205073659830192/?comment_id=205083236495901&notif_t=like

For this group to work it needs to grow.  If you’re into this kind of thing drop by and say howdy.  Drop your link and let’s see what comes.

As I often say to many of my closest friends, ooga.  More likely it would be, Ooga! That’s my version of cheers and sometimes possibly a head butt.

Here’s the link to the group on Facebook.  Drop a link!

https://www.facebook.com/groups/204996876504537/205073659830192/?comment_id=205083236495901&notif_t=like