Monthly Archives: July 2013

JSYK (2 of 3)

Posted on July 17, 2013 by sputterpub

I think even my five-year-old self thought it was pretty inefficient to make me part of whatever their system was, but I held onto the paper and I got upset when some people pushed the sleeping man away from me. … Continue reading →

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JSYK (1 of 3)

Posted on July 16, 2013 by sputterpub

Kids: My earliest memory, I think: I am posed like a doll upon my painted wooden toy box to be dressed, and then I’m riding with my parents, standing between them on the bench seat of their Chrysler, to drop … Continue reading →

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B & W

Posted on July 15, 2013 by sputterpub

Damp, the heavy air depresses trees and pushes on my shoulders as I stride. Each molecule seems large enough to squeeze it like a sponge, with fingers modified to make of morning fog a syrup pool, to juggle water traveling … Continue reading →

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Love Letter to a Cottage

Posted on July 12, 2013 by sputterpub

I dwell inside a draftsman’s wooded dream. A spirit-cradling cottage shelters me that hunkers in the elbow of a stream that serenades its shaded property. A year and some ago, when first I found the house and walked into its … Continue reading →

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Kurt ‘n Pete (Part 3 of 3)

Posted on July 11, 2013 by sputterpub

There was quite a brouhaha about that swastika. It was 1960 then, not that long after the war to end all wars. Eve’s parents came to school and impressed everyone with their directness and civility. That made Rita pay a … Continue reading →

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Kurt ‘n Pete (Part 2 of 3)

Posted on July 10, 2013 by sputterpub

Rita was terribly tired by the end of that first day. Kurt had already balked at everything she assigned, arguing with her or rocking but not doing, while Pete slouched in his seat and watched. Betty Sue’s presence hadn’t inhibited … Continue reading →

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Kurt ‘n Pete (Part 1 of 3)

Posted on July 9, 2013 by sputterpub

Kurt Miller and Peter Lefkowicz were two among thirty in their sixth grade classroom. They were the bad apples in Miss McDaniels’s thirty-sixth year of elementary school teaching; frankly, she didn’t have the patience any more. Kurt was kind of … Continue reading →

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Honesty

Posted on July 8, 2013 by sputterpub

Delicious ambiguity is mine. So the aspiring poet thought to muse and muse responded, quick and by design, that neither wit nor wisdom will excuse attempts at bright dishonesty. Look here: select your phrases carefully; compose them of the words … Continue reading →

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Independence Day

Posted on July 5, 2013 by sputterpub

Independence day has passed again. It found me in a contemplating mode, beguiled by thoughts of freedom even when my own has reached the point of overload. For freedom equals choices equals stress – the chore of choosing all the … Continue reading →

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Footpounds (2 of 2)

Posted on July 3, 2013 by sputterpub

“Toss me that butter.” Emily doesn’t know why she says that, but then I realize it’s to get the butter away from Carmen, anyway away. She looks at me-and-me for a second with a slightly puzzled expression; then she smiles … Continue reading →

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