Whatnot – P.S. Lorcan

Post Peanut Butter Toast

P.S. Lorcan August 6, 2025 August 6, 2025 Back Porch / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Breakfast in the mountains. The birds are closing in as the insects stir and the bees are soon back to work in the blooms of the crepe myrtle.

P.S. Lorcan August 5, 2025 August 6, 2025 Letters / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Leaning on the end of the mantel in Ms. Stein’s parlor.

P.S. Lorcan July 30, 2025 July 30, 2025 Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

There’s the remnant of an old mill in Weaverville a stone’s throw from the park…

P.S. Lorcan July 28, 2025 July 28, 2025 Riffs & Poetry / Whatnot

Catchin’ outta Cancatchasee
Ramblin’ on ’bout eternity
Hobo #23 comin’ down the tracks at me

P.S. Lorcan July 22, 2025 July 23, 2025 Back Porch / Back Room / Letters / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Roadtrip anyone?

P.S. Lorcan July 8, 2025 July 17, 2025 Back Porch / Short Stacks / Whatnot

“Candy?”
“Yes.”
“I love writing in the rain.”
“‘Tis better than wild fires.”

P.S. Lorcan June 27, 2025 June 27, 2025 Back Porch / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

What do you do with a cat who dances with you and his favorite song is Jelly 292?

P.S. Lorcan June 25, 2025 June 25, 2025 Back Porch / Letters / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Happy Birthday, Musie!

P.S. Lorcan June 17, 2025 July 10, 2025 Back Porch / Back Room / Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Four & a quarter lightyears heart to heart
We’ve never been so close apart

P.S. Lorcan June 11, 2025 July 11, 2025 Uncategorized / Whatnot

Hello? Who’s there?
Butt Dialed. Pain and confusion.