The woods grow smaller every year. My leaves Fall green and withered. Bitter water stings My shrinking roots. Yet I am Laurel still. I am the tree that one time was a maid, But that was long...

Comic monologue by English comedian Benny Hill.

My mother taught me how to clip my nails. Just one more parent's duty I suppose. Self-care creates self-worth with such details, and how you treat yourself shows in your toes. She had a...

For you, a special offer! Rare! Unreal! Exclusive! All your day-dreams you could see fulfilled. You'll never get a better deal. A “once a life-time” opportunity. Invest in character, in...

When I consider how our income's spent as aimlessly we wander far and wide, or find receipts and bills you tried to hide from me, I wonder where our money went. Good reasons for each...

Straight Talk for High-Risk Children
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High Risk Children
By Reid Baer

My unipolar mother whistled past the graveyard
or more correctly groaned enviously...

I stared and thought, “How small, how strange, how plain." Details my memory knew so well and took so often, never stopping to retain. I felt a fool and yet I had to look. What I beheld I...

Vast kingdoms once did span this shrinking sphere. One monarch bold a million men could rule. To teach the dumb, protect the poor from fear, to sow these seeds, a scepter was his tool. If I...