Here for your viewing pleasure is another piece of mine that will be published in the upcoming "green" issue of Hilton Head Monthly magazine.

Also, tomorrow evening at Habersham Hall from 6-9 is the launch party for this quarter's issue of the District. I'll be reading my poetry, so come on by and grab a copy!

It's Valentine's Day, and there are many people who have a problem with that. Four groups appear right around this time. We have the single and proud group, those who have little tolerance for the mushy gushy and don't care to admit the necessity of romance. Then we have the single and desperate, who see the passing of Valentine's Day as a booming death toll, evidence of a serious affliction that has kept them from fulfillment and propelled them into a tub of ice cream and a night of rom-coms. And then we get those who are in a relationship, but view Valentine's Day as a horrible test of a couple's strength based on the monetary value of gifts given or the number of roses, those who toot the horn that you should love your partner every day, why place so much importance on one day out of 365? And, of course, those who take Valentine's Day waaaay too seriously, who make the other three groups exist at all.