Wild Women In The Borderlands Of My Mind

You never know

where

you’re gonna meet

   a real one…

~

“You

and the horse

you rode in on

 can go to hell!”

~

“But

 but

humbly

     I beg…”

~

“Ohhhhhhh,”

she breathlessly muses.

“He smells

    like a Lily!”

~

Wild Women In The Borderlands Of My Mind

short stories and a few songs

by

Rawclyde

!

http://oftheBorderlands.yolasite.com

(free read!)

~

this photo story is

from the film

“Yellow Sky”

1949

~

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About Rawclyde!

I have employed a few pen names throughout the years. Rawclyde with an exclamation mark (!) is the one too sticky to go away... Came of age at Crawford High, San Diego, CA ~ writing sports, a column, & playing football ~ graduated in '68... Attended SDSU for a couple years... Hit the road in a '56 Chevy milk-truck, a "studymobile," filling up notebooks & working as a laborer in the southwest... Practiced the genteel art of fiction for several years in my hometown... Enlisted in the U.S. Army ~ they made me a newsman in Hawaii ~ wrote another column for a while... Attended more courses at SDSU ~ studied novel writing with Professor Charlie Brashers... Sold books out of an '85 Ford one-ton van, a "book mule," in the desert... Did some writing in an old hotel in Prescott AZ... Have written & self-published 9 or so books ~ many of which are hiding out on the cyber highway...
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One Response to Wild Women In The Borderlands Of My Mind

  1. rawclyde009 says:

    It’s sure good having you back in town, Wendy…

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