Yesterday we had an incident in our neighborhood involving a suspicious-looking vehicle so we called the police. When the cop car arrived, stopping in front of our house, I asked the officer, “Do you know the license plate?” He took his left hand off the wheel. It was a big hand, dark and hairy. On […]
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The writing’s on the hand
March 9th, 2004 · Comments Off on The writing’s on the hand
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Conversations I can’t have
March 9th, 2004 · Comments Off on Conversations I can’t have
The other night I had stayed up too late. It was past midnight. A couple hours past midnight. How had it happened? In my sleepiness I scribbled a note to the milk man, instructions for tomorrow’s delivery. On my way to bed, I went to put the note out on the porch. Opening the front […]
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Sunny and rainy at the same time
March 4th, 2004 · 1 Comment
It was a day I woke up early from vivid dreams. Vivid velvet dreams. The kind I want to cut out and paste into a scrapbook so I can remember them. Make pictures I could point to on a page. So I could say they were real. It was a day the children felt like […]
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Like a lion
March 2nd, 2004 · Comments Off on Like a lion
March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. It’s the first day of March. I get up and go out the door for a run. The wind is blowing. The wind turns the sky into gray swirls like the girls fingerpaintings. The wind turns the pine trees into happy Pentecostals clapping […]
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Positive Association
February 29th, 2004 · Comments Off on Positive Association
Ted and I participate in some alternative communities. Groups and people who are breaking out of The Box. On the end of the bell curve. Going against the flow. Outside the Institution. Moving away from The Mainstream. Now that we’ve joined a few of these, I’ve noticed some common denominators, independent of topic or aspect […]
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