Monthly Archives: July 2014

Periscope

Posted on July 17, 2014 by sputterpub

One hundred pages written fifty years ago, I’m reading like they’re fresh this week. Amid the words a character appears: a woman-girl whose memory I seek. She wrote of incidents I don’t recall. She often seemed too self-dismayed to thrive. … Continue reading →

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Meltdown at the Information Desk (2 of 2)

Posted on July 16, 2014 by sputterpub

Tom has shaved off his beard. Corey remembers the last time he did that – traveling for work and needing to get into protective gear, he had to remove the whiskers for the headpiece to seal right. When he returned … Continue reading →

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Meltdown at the Information Desk (1 of 2)

Posted on July 15, 2014 by sputterpub

December is always a challenge for Corey. She was born two weeks after Christmas; as far back as she can remember, her birthday has been a time of party-fatigue, fresh inhibiting New Year’s resolutions, and gifts bought at post-holiday sales … Continue reading →

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Synthesis

Posted on July 14, 2014 by sputterpub

I say you make me know I have a soul. I feel inside the core of me a pull that takes me out of me. I’ve no control about this tractor beam, and I am full at once with ache … Continue reading →

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Podiatry

Posted on July 11, 2014 by sputterpub

Today I tried three different pairs of shoes before I strapped these sandals on my feet. I’m careful – if I incorrectly choose, I’ll pay for it on path or stairs or street. I hate a heavy shoe or heated … Continue reading →

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Where They’re At in 2014 (End)

Posted on July 10, 2014 by sputterpub

Annie wasn’t having any fun. Not that she’d use the word to describe time with the old Karen, but at least then they could walk, they could argue about business philosophy in the privacy of the street, and they could … Continue reading →

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Where They’re At in 2014 (Middle)

Posted on July 9, 2014 by sputterpub

They hardly conversed in the car. The few sentences they exchanged concerned where to eat (Karen picked Liaison) and a place to park. As further evidence of divine caretaking they found a meterless space one short block from the bistro. … Continue reading →

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Where They’re At in 2014 (Beginning)

Posted on July 8, 2014 by sputterpub

Karen called Annie at 12:25 but she didn’t speak any words Annie could hear. The connection abruptly ended. Annie knew it was Karen from the caller ID. She pressed the green button on her landline, but all that came through … Continue reading →

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Skunks

Posted on July 7, 2014 by sputterpub

I share the yard with 7 skunks, I think. I know they’re polecats but they’re hard to count. I see them out at 4 a.m. – they slink and romp and by their tails the kits amount to 5 or … Continue reading →

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Reaction

Posted on July 3, 2014 by sputterpub

Bizarre and perilous seems my routine today, and I don’t understand the cause of this foreboding mood. It cannot mean catastrophe my dog has tender paws, abraded brow and irritated skin. My dreams are derelict as my garage, I nothing … Continue reading →

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