Monthly Archives: November 2015

Shout

Posted on November 30, 2015 by sputterpub

The pressures mount, and resolutions fail like bridges with inadequate support, for I am that, a structure with no rail, a personality collapsed athwart the tracks I laid so strictly for my path (deluded me – good memory forgets the … Continue reading →

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Comprehension

Posted on November 27, 2015 by sputterpub

Too earnestly I asked “How do you feel? Describe what’s in your mind. Define your need.” It seemed so logical – I would appeal as if my darling’s answer was the seed that nourished by exposure would mature, enriching us … Continue reading →

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Bertilda and the Cop

Posted on November 25, 2015 by sputterpub

Anne and I had a little fright this morning. We never get together for coffee at her place, but we were chatting over the fence last night about medical pot, and she told me she had some sort of new … Continue reading →

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Modulation

Posted on November 24, 2015 by sputterpub

I’m sure I’m capable of softer tone, and I can phrase more gently now than then, for strident only works when I’m alone (if ever strident works). I learn again and wonder how much more I have to teach my … Continue reading →

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Grouch

Posted on November 23, 2015 by sputterpub

I passed a man who offered me a pink advertisement for local Asian food, and after I refused, I came to think on my resentful bothered attitude at homemade evidence of enterprise – a flyer rubberbanded to each gate or … Continue reading →

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To Dad, At 3 Score 11

Posted on November 20, 2015 by sputterpub

A child is a selfish little brute, her every thought and feeling ego-framed, imagining she’s other than the fruit of reproduction, parent-caused and -named. And she continues selfish as she grows so even as a parent she’s a kid, who … Continue reading →

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Amphibian

Posted on November 19, 2015 by sputterpub

Exchanging e-mail chapters of my life with narratives of his, I got a shock today – in 14K – he brought his wife into the text at roughly 8 o’clock. Electrons sparked and piqued me to allow he signs as … Continue reading →

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Russ

Posted on November 18, 2015 by sputterpub

There’s a old-fashioned grocery store in my extended neighborhood. It’s so vintage they stock fresh fruit and use cash registers. If you don’t want to pay with cash or a card, they’ll let you sign a tab and they’ll send … Continue reading →

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Question & Answer

Posted on November 17, 2015 by sputterpub

A question begs an answer, or it dies an awkward conversational demise, but all that questions hunt for are replies – if honesty’s the object, they forgot. I somehow missed the evidence my eyes and ears amassed between the ‘hi’s … Continue reading →

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Primer

Posted on November 16, 2015 by sputterpub

See Dick and Jane take Betty for their friend. They introduce themselves and spend a year acquainting with her daily; they intend to know her well enough to be her peer. Now Betty is a person self-contained and balanced in … Continue reading →

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