Monthly Archives: October 2015

On Break

I’m taking a little time off. I expect to be back next week.

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First Minotaur

The brute awaits, upon his marble bed, an individual inspired to choose a path apart, pick up the clue, and use the braid amazement, paying out a thread compounded of expectancy and dread and recollection, twisted in a fuse that … Continue reading

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Saw

I used to make a promise every day, by self-control to limit what I eat, but 50 years have shown me that’s no way to modify my pattern. Words are neat and vows are packed with powerful intent, but stating … Continue reading

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Breath Requirements

There is a woman who rides the express bus from San Francisco to north Berkeley; she looks Scandinavian but she was born and raised in LA. According to her neck she is around fifty, but she colors her pale hair … Continue reading

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Vicissitudes

So early did I go to bed last night that I arose before the dog today. I tried to lift my feet to proper height when walking Shelby to her morning play, but I, still suffering from weariness, and feeling … Continue reading

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Mystory

I well remember how I boiled then. The passion for experience, the thirst for self-expression: I recall again the pressure of the future and the first occasions when I got to make a choice. The boys were anxious turning into … Continue reading

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Peritaph

My mother says she never died before, although she watched my dad and others end. She runs to doctors clamoring for more advice and medications to extend a life she’s finding tiresome and sad. “I want to get this diagnosed … Continue reading

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Currents

This television, almost new and made by those who ought to best know how it’s done, should not have gone to green, to strobe, to fade, to turn its picture off when it’s begun. I watched it when it first … Continue reading

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