Susan Payton
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I love to write in every venue. I am 75 years old and try to make every day count,. I am learning a great deal about poetry on Vocal, and I am glad to be here.
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The Mundane Murders
It was a small town in Massachuttes, named Seaside, where the waves broke on the shores of this coastal town which was nestled between two larger cities. It seemed quiet for the most part, but there was darkness looming in the salty air, of this otherwise righteous town.
By Susan Paytona day ago in Fiction
Homeless in America
You didn't see this, in this small colonial town, of Dover, Delaware. That was before Covid 19, and it seems that Covid, changed everything in America. At least the America I knew. This was an actual photo, I took of a shopping cart, on a warm sunny day this past summer. There was a man and a dog. lying on a grassy knoll about five feet from this shopping cart. I didn't have the heart, to photograph, the man and his dog, I figured he had suffered enough without the indignity of someone photographing him sleeping by the side of the road.
By Susan Payton5 days ago in Humans
Money - Is Everyone Desperate
The Saga Continues-More Bang For Your Buck It Appears That A Lot Of Systems Are Not Working It seems the economy is getting worse. Let's examine a few things that I have experieneed in the past year. This is just my personal experiences, however, if it is any indication of how our economy is doing, we might all be concerned.
By Susan Payton14 days ago in Humans
Feelings Never Die. Top Story - February 2026.
It is Valentine's Day again, and it bought back memories that were over fifty years old. It bought me back to 1971, and I woke up and I knew my baby was due today. I was big and pregnant, and I felt like I was about to burst wide open. Imagine my surprise when the doctor told my I had a due date of February 14. I couldn't believe it, and since my baby was due today, I felt I could indulge myself a bit. I had gained a lot of weight, and chocolate was on the no-no list, but I had came to the end of this pregnancy, and I hoped it would be okay, after all I would deliver this baby today. So I walked across the street to the grocery story, and bought myself, a peppermint patty, covered in chocolate, my favorite. Me and my Valentine's baby would enjoy it together.
By Susan Payton26 days ago in Fiction
