Monthly Archives: May 2019

Vanity

Posted on May 30, 2019 by sputterpub

My vanity is asymmetrical. No matter where I look there’s something wrong: geometry, the knobs I have to pull, the faucet taps, and how it takes too long to feel its water warm into my palm. Its crooked bottom edge … Continue reading →

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Not Such A Good Day

Posted on May 28, 2019 by sputterpub

The toddler and his parents moved last week. I skirted stacks of boxes, searched for books and toys and coffee gear, in hide-and-seek I didn’t need. I wasn’t charmed by looks or feelings. Next I was by news dismayed — … Continue reading →

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TYVM

Posted on May 27, 2019 by sputterpub

  I visited my cottage yesterday. I saw the shape of bathroom, kitchen, shed, selected tones of grout, forgot to stay to dump the mail, and caught a lift instead to this my temporary lodging place, supplied without a deadline … Continue reading →

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Skin

Posted on May 23, 2019 by sputterpub

The more I read, the more I learn the lies my cohort fed on, childhood to youth, and through advancing age. It’s with surprise I start to love nutrition’s fatty truth and gape at facts about our insulin long-known and … Continue reading →

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Calluses

Posted on May 21, 2019 by sputterpub

I’m six weeks homeless though I have a bed. A dear companion chose to shelter me throughout my big remodel. So instead of customed comforts, naked privacy, and writing space, I watch her TV shows and talk at times I … Continue reading →

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Eyebath

Posted on May 20, 2019 by sputterpub

There come some days here, nearly every May, when dirt and branch infect me with surprise. I felt it first this year on Saturday, as if a balm applied to soothe my eyes became effective at the stroke of one. … Continue reading →

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A Season Off

Posted on May 16, 2019 by sputterpub

It’s eerie how contented I feel now, expecting and anticipating stress removing my home comforts, but somehow while sleeping, eating, exercising less I’m feeling satisfied, beyond reproach, relaunched, exploring other neighborhoods, as if I’d found a skeptic-burning coach to challenge … Continue reading →

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The Opportunist

Posted on May 14, 2019 by sputterpub

I know an opportunist thief of pills. She likes the gloss a light narcotic adds to sedentary mornings. Norco kills her appetite; a little oxy pads her nervousness. She won’t shop on the street for drugs — she guards against … Continue reading →

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Sabbatical 2019

Posted on May 13, 2019 by sputterpub

I get some leisure time 2 days a week and weekends too; I have since I retired. It used to be to read or smoke, I’d sneak a quarter hour from the work required by kids and clients, husband, mother, … Continue reading →

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Enervation

Posted on May 9, 2019 by sputterpub

I’m suddenly too tired to be smart in spite of all the coffee I’ve imbibed. I feel too weak and vigorless to start a project half as big as mine’s described. Like when I drank too much, at 34, and … Continue reading →

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