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Poem
Feb.10.2012
  It’s a love poem written in several voices as we were younger and now we are nearly old though you will never admit that. You are kinder now and more tuned in to me though that is not to say you were not tuned in before. I look at you and see silver hair which I am certain someone dyed just before I woke up and though your eyes are larger now they are...
Essay
Oct.24.2011
  I could tell you   About the chair always vacant next to mine:   And oh yes the other side of the bed so fresh and cold   For preservation and pickling   And then let’s speak of the midnight hour when the dogs stir   And the furnace is down   Or the lights go off   And only I know where the circuit breaker is   And...
Essay
Oct.24.2011
  I could tell you   About the chair always vacant next to mine:   And oh yes the other side of the bed so fresh and cold   For preservation and pickling   And then let’s speak of the midnight hour when the dogs stir   And the furnace is down   Or the lights go off   And only I know where the circuit breaker is   And...
Poem
Nov.09.2010
                                                     Daylight Savings Time  Winter’s claw is upon us In the local parking lot at five in the afternoon We scuttle for the supermarket doors Sliding open and closed Accepting anyone And back hurriedly out of the marked white lines Heading for home. The dark mountains sigh and fold into their crevices While the roads...
Poem
Jul.26.2010
  Ritual  When my grandmother died they laid her out In the dusty, hazy, winter lit bedroom of her house. The air moved in clouds around the family Milling around noiselessly. So we could bend and kiss her goodbye They lined us up in one long row, Determined by sex, age and family hierarchy. Serpentine sprawl throughLong corridors lit by small monkeys With...
Short Story
Oct.20.2009
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  Chapter Two             Still Part Of Lucy’ Past   The evening Lucy took the “at home” pregnancy test she was in Carmel with her friend, Sandy, having a “girl’s night” away from home. Sandy was her favorite friend, because she was easy to be with, funny, and more loyal than any one person Lucy had known. The two of them always shared a room as neither snored,...
Jul.18.2009
Wonder how to be a happy single girl? So here’s the trick…have a lot of men in your life and make certain they all adore you and hope they will get lucky one day or another. Never think the one you are with should be the one and only. If you do you will be shaky like the leaf at the end of October suspended from an old oak. Cultivate men like ears of cord:...