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Duty

Duty

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I got lots done, most of it while standing in the water wearing my very fetching hip-waders, and wielding man’s genius that is my trusty red slice-o-matic homelite that barges through thin or thick like butter.

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Adventures with Humans – A Night Out

Adventures with Humans – A Night Out

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The man makes no effort to whisper. He talks about how ugly the building is, mentions something about “terrible people,” paces for a while, and then returns, hollering about how old the people in the audience are. His annoyed wife sits, trying to lure him to his seat.  I wonder how I will refrain from throttling him if he should speak while my son plays notes.

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If the World Gives you ICE COLD,

If the World Gives you ICE COLD,

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If the world gives you ICE COLD...

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I Too Have Watched a Spider

I Too Have Watched a Spider

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I’m not much good at hollering, and am not near smart enough on my feet to lead warriors in to battle against these most recent despicable world leaders–“But I can write, damn it.” 

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Ahem

Ahem

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I peeled my back away from the wall and went to the winter woods. The cold cracked the trees – loud snaps like the ones that kid used to make in algebra by cracking his knuckles. It was as if he had fire-crackers for hands.

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Van Pelt's

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The bar is from a deep city stereotype. The bartender is a cartoon character from a 1965 iconic holiday cartoon. He is drawn older, but the red on his t-shirt is still bright.

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The Pizazz Dimension

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She, a person, materializes out of some alternate reality, another dimension–the pizazz dimension. She is elderly, but maneuvers the length of this crosswalk as if it is a Paris cat walk and she is a pro. In all of this grey, she has commandeered the pink–all of it, as if she is charged with marking this day...

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Luxury

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If you didn’t know any better, an alien perhaps, and you looked out my window at the great autumn-leafed trees, I would not belittle you if you thought that, perhaps, we were living under water, and that it was the currents and surges that moved the limbs and branches.

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Lucky

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A friend of mine is leaving us. She is 91; a vibrant mind betrayed by a now weakened and bird-light frame; brave, loving, and terribly tired, she will be having an assisted passing–a shedding of her body, and a freeing of her lovely soul out to finally expand into its’ bliss.

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My Honest Wish for You

My Honest Wish for You

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It’s the awe factor, I think–this feeling of witnessing something remarkable, beautiful, that nudges a starving part of ourselves.

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