Monthly Archives: July 2018

Bad Driver

You’ve always been unfocused when you drive. It can’t be blamed on age or your disease. The wonder is you’ve managed to survive with jerky hands and eyes. Activities requiring close attention never suit your empathetic gifts for social good. … Continue reading

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The Fifth Wheel

The oldest kid, the only girl, the black sheep in her family of origin, she early learned to be alone. In fact she liked her solitude – she could begin a poem, reread a book, design some clothes for paper … Continue reading

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Step Aside

My daughter told me women step aside. Confronted by opposing walkers, men don’t detour or deflect, like it’s implied they’re Masters of the Sidewalk. I said, “When and where’s this happening? Just who contends behavior never known of me and … Continue reading

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Jacaranda (An Etude)

The legend of the Jacaranda tree was told to me one Saturday in June. I loved committing it to memory; by 2 p.m. on Sunday afternoon, I knew the tale as if it were my own. I swallowed Amazon mythology, … Continue reading

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