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Thorny Little Thing
Thorny Little Thing I handle the small cactus with concern, it is very fragile. I maneuver the little thorny ball into the shallow hole with a rolled up newspaper. Once I have it into position, my partner covers the hole … Continue reading
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Candy Dots
Jennifer hands me something that somewhat crashes my sensory filters. What is this? Something that doesn’t make sense…paper-backed, hard semi-spheres…she said something about them being eaten? Why? Something is not computing. I mean…I can understand it…I get the overall concept … Continue reading
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A Piece of Jewelry
It’s odd having my attention drawn to something so fundamentally a part of my life…but the way it reflects my personal evolution intrigues me. I’ve been wearing a pendant since 2001 when I became a distributor of the line they’re … Continue reading
Optimism and Pathology
I am distinctly skewed towards optimism…and in my decades-long span of being on an avowed “spiritual journey,” I was fiercely positive-minded at times. Most of the knee-jerkness has been let go, floating away in a stream of unrelenting reality…but that’s … Continue reading
My mother never told me…
My mother never told me… ….much about ”relationships”…as in “being lovers.” Maybe from not having that broad a perspective…a whole life with one man…from 16 till his death. And maybe because farm girls from McAlister didn’t grow up talking about … Continue reading
Candy Dots
Candy sits on a strip of paper. It looks like something you would find at American Apparel – an 80s retro slap bracelet. This is precisely the kind of thing Mom would never let me eat as a kid. I … Continue reading
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Coffee
The burst into her nostrils was rich and acrid and voluptuous and libertine. It turned on something inside of her. She reached out to touch them. Luxurious dark beans bathed in sensual oil, they were the fruit of some distant … Continue reading
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The New House
Some people swore that the house was haunted. At least that’s what mama said, but not until after they’d moved in. Lizzie wondered if the ghosts were nice to you, did that count as haunting? Because ‘haunted’ sounded scary and … Continue reading
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Shades Of Blue
Sorting through mementos, greeting cards, playbills I find a photo. A knot twists my stomach. I exhale, focus on the man with ankles crossed, stretched out in a rope hammock strung between the hulls of a trimaran. Your smile reels … Continue reading
Berlin, Alexanderplatz
How can this place be so different? I remember the whole acre as an open grassy field and some park benches and a couple of food stands. Sitting there in the falling November dusk, alone, watching people strolling. Once I … Continue reading
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