Monthly Archives: July 2017

I’m Sorry

Posted on July 17, 2017 by sputterpub

I stopped apologizing, called a truce toward everyone who disagrees with me, and challenged my habitual excuse for fierce expression (“it’s my tendency”). And after quelling quiet for a while, without a stroke my center was revealed, and I began … Continue reading →

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Apologos

Posted on July 14, 2017 by sputterpub

Exasperated with apologies, I’m counseling my girlfriends to be proud of getting to our age. We ought to seize this opportunity to state out loud: I didn’t buckle to the discipline. I figured out a method to survive as my … Continue reading →

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Messenger Blame

Posted on July 13, 2017 by sputterpub

I seem to be a worn cliche these days. My brother’s wife’s consorting with a lover and won’t take care or slow it down. She plays and yet complains of him – she mentioned “hover” – her own word – … Continue reading →

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Unfunny, Unwise, Untrue

Posted on July 12, 2017 by sputterpub

The only other time Del was affronted by a callous-male personal comment, she was still called Adele. She was fourteen. The occasion was a party in her friend Annie’s garage. That was fifty-three years ago. Good as Del’s memory is, … Continue reading →

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Spare the Air

Posted on July 11, 2017 by sputterpub

I like a morning joint. Last Saturday, I’d been awake three hours and I’d done some extra exercise before a ray of bright invaded, shot from summer sun unclouded (we’re inverted, pooling hot). But when I exhaled out the window … Continue reading →

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No Fooling

Posted on July 10, 2017 by sputterpub

I’m curious about his life, and yet whenever I converse with him in mind, I’m talking of myself, and I forget to ask him questions. If he were assigned the task of interviewing me for print, the Q & As … Continue reading →

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About Me

Posted on July 7, 2017 by sputterpub

Enjoying conversations in my head, imagining details I would describe about myself, vignettes more thought than said, I don’t propose a forceful diatribe. I don’t intend to lecture or declare, but if this new acquaintance is to bloom, then it … Continue reading →

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Three Times

Posted on July 6, 2017 by sputterpub

Three times I found the bathroom light still lit when I went there to use the toilet. Twice I meant to turn it off. Appropriate response, except “forgot it” won’t suffice. And so, when for the third time I approached, … Continue reading →

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I-Rah

Posted on July 5, 2017 by sputterpub

The light just after sunset was magical. That sounded corny even in her mind, but it was true. The colors at the horizon were varied but muted. The ocean seemed to sway against it. Torches had been lit long enough … Continue reading →

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My Sister

Posted on July 4, 2017 by sputterpub

My sister is an egotist, and proud of her self-love. She argues that the first objective, if one’s luckily endowed with smarts, is happiness – to be immersed in chosen labor, utilizing mind and body, loving some, respecting all. She’s … Continue reading →

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