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Hard Headed?

Hard Headed?

Healing sensation in back of head, swelling down. Waiting at doctor’s office. Nurse Aretha poking her head in to let me know the doctor is finishing his rounds. Reading Streams in the Desert–during trials, sing as a bird in a cage, more loudly, not less....
Climb Baby Climb

Climb Baby Climb

Todd was watching a Borg/McEnroe Tie-Breaker Documentary. I stood watching first McEnroe work his way back, then Borg, then McEnroe, then Borg, I was frozen to the screen and forgot why I walked into the room… Borg wins what the announcer calls “a Mt....
Thanks for the Mess?

Thanks for the Mess?

Remember to breathe,“ T says as I stand up after several hours of writing, and stretch. I’m reminded of the words, “Debbie, you don’t breathe.” The actor sitting beside me in the dressing room had noticed and said, “Breathe, girl, breathe!” I...
Early Delivery: Inside Outside

Early Delivery: Inside Outside

Turning my chair, I face the day outside instead of the kitchen. The Amazon truck pulls up with flashing lights for an early delivery. “Red sky at morning Sailor’s warning.” T’s removed, finally, the festive globes from the bush beside the front porch but...
Masquerade

Masquerade

silver black pavement slick smiles ignorance fools the brightest ignorance instigates fear ignorance loves disguise upside down flailing stiff arms running in circles black ice in early morning light ignorance is an artist of masquerade because it is afraid of wisdom...
On Becoming Real

On Becoming Real

  it’s misty gray but there is the new sound of a bubbling brook today. i know i may be alone, but i am going to miss the snow. it covers many distractions all in white and makes everything it comes in contact with beautiful. it gets walked all over and becomes...

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