Monthly Archives: June 2012

Object Lessons

Posted on June 29, 2012 by sputterpub

Disposed to loving comfort as we age, we rush from work to kitchen, bed or bath, as if a foot massage could manage rage, as if a DVD could blanket wrath. We snooze commute with earphones or we drive with … Continue reading →

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Ty (End)

Posted on June 28, 2012 by sputterpub

I saw him last night. He was dressed up, in his way. Wearing his crow and even an eye patch. It always amuses me when he wears the patch. Gives him a rakish look. Implies that he can see something. … Continue reading →

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Ty (Middle)

Posted on June 27, 2012 by sputterpub

Ty tells me all birds talk and no birds talk. He says they have separate valves on their bronchiae, so they can warble two simultaneous but different wavering tones, and those two tones fool our brains into hearing words. It’s … Continue reading →

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Becoming Birds

Posted on June 26, 2012 by sputterpub

Becoming birds we trade our arms for wings, transform our mouths to beaks and let the air replace our marrow. Fast-forsaking things like counting and manipulation, hair is complicated into feathers, hued and patterned: evolution’s male parade. The embryos are … Continue reading →

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Ty (Beginning)

Posted on June 25, 2012 by sputterpub

Crazy people walk here. Not dangerous-crazy, though some are clearly off their meds. More like bizarre-crazy. I looked up “bizarre.” My dictionary says it comes from the Basque “bizar,” for “beard.” I live in Berkeley. I was born and raised … Continue reading →

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Lullaby

Posted on June 22, 2012 by sputterpub

The trouble with the mainstream is its tendency to lull, conducting and inducing us to sleep. The current is hypnotic and the atmosphere is dull, the water neither turbulent nor deep, and floating in the middle of that stream, entranced … Continue reading →

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Life File (2 of 2)

Posted on June 21, 2012 by sputterpub

“The thing is,” Denise would start her speeches to Dinah, forefinger aimed like a pistol shaking with her vehemence. “The thing is …” She stabbed the air with those words. She’d be bouncing naked on her twin bed, on her … Continue reading →

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Life File (1 of 2)

Posted on June 20, 2012 by sputterpub

Berkeley. September 1967. Dinah selected the dormitory site unseen, solely for its proximity to Telegraph Ave. She and her best friend Mary had been parentally prohibited from sharing a room, owing to a recent (chaste) misadventure involving a bonfire and … Continue reading →

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Arachne

Posted on June 19, 2012 by sputterpub

I whirl with words and spin them from my tongue as if I would a wonder weave of all the magic phrases learned since I was young and dervish, since I was spider small. I prisoned insects then to learn … Continue reading →

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The Truth about Cats and Dogs and Us

Posted on June 18, 2012 by sputterpub

In the first times, after earth was decanted from the universal fluid but long before crops, when chaos abounded and organization came slowly, Prometheus was. Man-maker after all else, he’d gifted the goods away by the time he came to … Continue reading →

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