by Cindy Regnier | Dec 7, 2024 | Poetry, Uncategorized
Snow fell as I turned the key in the ignition. Nothing. I slammed the car door.“Fine. I’ll just spend Christmas Eve alone in a truck stop.”I stepped inside. The place was crowded. Didn’t these truckers have any better place to spend the holiday? Maybe it was this...
by Cindy Regnier | Dec 7, 2024 | Poetry
Through Love-Colored Glasses “I don’t know what it is, Jackie. I just can’t seem to find the romance anymore. It’s like we’ve been married so long we’re just, well, ordinary, I guess. I can’t even remember the last time Dave brought me flowers or took me to dinner....
