Skeletons in Closets

skeleton-in-closet.jpgSkeletons in closets
rattle about,
kicking up dirt
best forgotten about.
When we were young,
or coming undone,
careless with talk and god-awful fun,
we did what we wanted
ignoring the price,
then buried it all under god-awful lies.
But skeletons in closets
keep rattling about,
and sooner or later,
they all tumble out.
Anita Stubbs

Note: Artist unknown.

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My House of Many Rooms

I am a private person, but need a place to publish my writings, which have accumulated over the years.   I am in the autumn of my life, and feel the need to preserve some of what I have written in forms of poetry, short stories, and articles.  I have written one novel and now am working on my second one. I live quietly with my husband of 57 years, as of this coming November, in Texas.  My ancestors first came to Texas prior to the Civil War.  Other than the five or so years when we moved out of state, I have lived my life here. Anything more you may wish to know about me, you can hopefully gather from my writings, as far as my values, my character, and my impressions of humanity -- in as much and as far as I have experienced it, or imagined it.

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