Lost Corner Letters
Some thoughts on life and living

The things our world cannot steal, the things that will last, are your integrity, your purpose and, for me, a richly woven inner tapestry that values a worn-down old place in Chatham County as highly as the biggest, finest American home.
Mitzi Viola, “At Home“
Essays, etc.
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Birthday flowers
They say we should give flowers now – tell the people we love how we feel about them while they’re still here. Too often we wait until they’re gone. I tend to wait. In fact, I’m pretty darn good at posthumous tributes. So with a special birthday on the calendar I thought I would ‘give…
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Signs
sign \ˈsīn\ n. 1. Something that suggests the presence or existence of a fact, condition, or quality. 2. a. An act or gesture used to convey an idea, a desire, information, or a command: gave the go-ahead sign. b. Sign language. 3. a. A displayed structure bearing lettering or symbols, used…
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At home
Memory floods like the whiff of ignition of the gas-powered stove, ushered in through the predictable swat of a screen door against its white frame. Three concrete steps lead to a gray-washed back porch. The aroma of fried chicken, grease and room-temperature sweet tea swirls, even before the rush of air from the back door…
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Everyday creeps
Structural shift ‘Street creep’ is a term known to builders, engineers and home inspectors. It can be found in neighborhoods with traditional infrastructures – curb and gutter and the like. Here’s how it works: – A paved road expands, placing pressure on an adjacent hard-surface driveway. – Under tremendous outside pressure, the entryway in turn…
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Unmasked
Deep in a wooded patch in my little corner of the world lives a mythical creature. A soft, luscious green, this web-toed tree climber with gold eyes sends a warning to potential enemies. Eat me and you will regret it. My toxins will give you the worst heartburn of your life. Try me! You know…
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Animal sanhedrin
“Ssstep on in, pleasse. We need to get ssssstarted.” Snake called the members to task. “Bat. Bear. Fisssh. In your placess, time’s a wassting. Rat has big plansssss to raid a nessst at ssss-ssundown.” Rat laughed the biggest rat laugh and flashed her best rat smile. She pulled a single black whisker from Dog’s fluffy snout…


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I am a nonprofit development officer and student of life. For me, writing offers new ways of seeing ordinary things. I write to promote the common good and decrease the distances between people. Thanks so much for reading.
Mitzi





