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jodi-cutting's picture
Mar.25.2010
Birthday Girl.. Midge turns five today.  Five. So cliché, but it truly feels like I just had her yesterday.  I remember laying with her beside me – hours old – so tiny – but finally here. She greeted me this morning with – “Mama” “Yes Al?”, I asked, as I got closer to the bed, in the dark –...
steve-hauk's picture
Mar.24.2010
The kid, maybe 19, 20, claimed he had skateboarded from San Francisco to the Monterey Peninsula, some 125 miles. I believed him. He had a wispy beard, clothes on the grungy side, looked beat and his jeans appeared to have taken a tumble or two. I didn't ask what route south he took. Maybe some of...
jm-cornwell's picture
Mar.22.2010
As I topped the rise on I-24 coming home from seeing my dying father in Ohio, it was in the closing days of winter three years ago. Below me in the valley at the foot of Pikes Peak, the sun shone and gilded everything at the feet of the hoary-headed mountain that glittered like a diamond-studded...
farzana-versey's picture
Mar.22.2010
Ink did not dry. Words were drenched. Black print desired to embrace the white skin of paper or the keyboard tattoos to be imprinted on the monitor screen. Ideas, like birds, carried straws to build nests for fragile eggs. Birth waited. I did not write. I did not want to. I am not hibernating...
bro-smith-sgs's picture
Mar.21.2010
I don’t Know what to SayBecause words are a poor mean of conveyance, we are left with great burdens, which cannot be released. Emotions are more readily expressed and understood by means, which transcend words. A simple look, a hand or body gesture either screams out or as a stiletto, eases out to...
elisa-rodgers's picture
Mar.19.2010
  There are moments I think this time you'll share with me just a bit of yourself  the smallest crumb the simplest measure of who you truly are maybe this time  maybe this time   More and more I find I exist on the outskirts of your universe  floating among the galaxies tracing the arc...
lisa-jg-weikel's picture
Mar.18.2010
With brilliant sunshine warming the entire East Coast the past few days, especially after this particularly snowy Winter season, I found the subject of Spring not only lurking at the back of my mind as a potential blogging subject, but also front and center in my consciousness, an inescapable...
maura-ennenga's picture
Mar.17.2010
   I knew it to be truly spring when the alchemy of the season blasted my senses. The Sky was a hue of blue with a tail of white stripes. The smell of mud and crunch of icy snow outlined by dirt crackled loudly.  Spring makes you breathe, you want to inhale the lovely signs of life before your...
shahbaz-alavi's picture
Mar.17.2010
Make hay while the sun shines... Sailing Carribbean yatches, sipping Honolulu pines... Never thniking, what my life actually defines... Just a random big bang or creationism does refine...    You know I do believe in God and stuff... His mystical angels, his concept of right and rough... Is it...
christine-bottaro's picture
Mar.16.2010
I want chocolate but I don't want it.  I want to eat a big huge piece of chocolate cake.  I want to eat a big piece of chocolate cake, moist, sweet, rich, with some density and meaty crumb, but not too dense.  I want to have a piece of chocolate cake with thick icing, not too fluffy and not too...