Monthly Archives: December 2012

Borrowed

Just give an inch and she will take a yard. Isn’t that a line they used for all of us before we got our fancies jarred? Today in mid-life dullness I recall the phrase and feel it twist about on … Continue reading

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Talk

I said a simple sentence yesterday and you appeared to hear – you gave okay as if you understood my point of view and took my words and feeling to be true. But I am sadly certain in my guess … Continue reading

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Going (2 of 2)

My old friend Glen. I can see him skinny at 13, playing Casino with me nightly across one of his twin beds, dealing to the playlist that rocked out of his new transistor radio. He was consumed then with curiosity … Continue reading

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Going (1 of 2)

If you don’t know where you’re going… …any road will get you there. Great line, huh? I heard it at a conference. I know who said it then but she attributed it to someone else, so I can’t take or … Continue reading

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Diorama

Inside the TV set, behind the screen of the computer, through the oblong glass the windshield is, its surface daily-clean, through scaffolds on electrons fueled or gas, there moves a little picture of the world with finite boundaries and pleasant … Continue reading

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Bath Sonnet

The silver sound of water when it falls against itself at once invigorates as it consoles, and drops like little balls of light splash upward as it penetrates the depth already formed within the bath. It seems the silver sinks … Continue reading

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Authority (End)

I sent the letter. I still had almost an hour before Julia would get home. I could use it to sand the deck or walk Fletcher. Either way I’d be thinking. I parked the mouse in the middle of its … Continue reading

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