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Oct.20.2011
  I want to have a serious discussion with you today about zombies. Although I like science fiction and fantasy, my identification with particular characters has never been strong. I’ve never felt the need to buy elf ears, vampire glitter, Star Trek uniforms, or Renaissance dresses. Perhaps my...
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Feb.20.2011
  Drowning, freezing to death, water gives life And takes away. We are water. Seventy percent. Our cells swim. Until they don't. Death is a hard stop, The water in our veins stops flowing. They say dust to dust, but they should really say Sea to sea.         
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Feb.13.2011
It's that time of year that cherry blossoms snow in my little town. The daffodils bud, and the wind blows, and I can hear a lawn mower right now. 65 degrees and blue skies make Sunday feel easy and great and just right. Which makes the zombies more surprising. The walking undead belong to night and...
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Feb.06.2011
  I've been walking my town since I first strolled the three blocks to kindergarten. After 30 years, I look for a new path, some place I haven't been before, but the WPA sidewalks and old lady Victorians and neat lawns and fog feel comfortably familiar. I've lived in three houses in this town,...
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Feb.05.2011
Alittlewind and whitecaps is the very least you'd expect where  your world meets the universe.
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Feb.04.2011
I had great conversations with young people about feminism today. Of course, not one of them called it that. They wouldn't think to name their ideas about their identity with a dead ism. Feminism happened a long time with the Suffragettes and the 19th Amendment and Rosie the War Riveter and the ERA...
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Jan.05.2011
I've been walking my town for 30 years. Fortuna enbodies small town: the charm, the history, the insular suspicion of people who chose to live elsewhere, the quirky festivals, the interconnectedness of the citizenry, the volunteer spirit, the small-mindedness. My walk today begins with the swing of...
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Jan.04.2011
I'm trying to write my first novel. If you've tried this, you know it is lonely and a bit demoralizing under the euphoria. I am flying blind. I would love if anyone could read the first bit of the first chapter and give me any feedback you could. Thank you in advance.   September 5, 2005...
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Jan.03.2011
  Pussy willows, the shy tips of bulbs, Swellings of white pink popcorn on the cherry trees And rain. Too much bitter cold in winter - Melting parched heat in summer. Spring is so hesitant and brief.
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Jan.02.2011
After my first child who is now seven, I went back to work five weeks after a C-section. Part of it was economic necessity and part guilt over my students starting the year with a sub, but now I realize that part was a way to deal with my hormones. The scary dark and strangely anxious postpartum...
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Jan.01.2011
I’m hoping that in 2011 everyone has enough. The holidays lend themselves to this kind of rumination. So many people are hungry and cold while the rest of us celebrate our plenty. While I give to food and toy drives, make toy bags for homeless children, and host community meal events like everybody...
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Dec.31.2010
My family tends to wallow in their traditions. I believe in tradition, and we have a ton of them: the Christmas potato, cutting down a tree from the family ranch, my Christmas cardamon rolls, the lighted tractor parade, the world's tallest living Christmas tree lighting. But this year, they felt...
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Dec.30.2010
If you turn your head fast enough You can see in the fourth dimension Glimmers and echoes, futures and pasts Of the objects, places, people before you.   That bargain family hotel Still exists In the same space as the Apartments  For rent by the week. When I run past, (Unlike newcomers) I have to...
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Dec.30.2010
I’m hoping that in 2011 everyone has enough. The holidays lend themselves to this kind of rumination. So many people are hungry and cold while the rest of us celebrate our plenty. While I give to food and toy drives, make toy bags for homeless children, and host community meal events like everybody...
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