Monthly Archives: January 2020

Recording

Posted on January 8, 2020 by sputterpub

A dowager is not a matriarch, no matter what you call yourself these days. Subordinate to spouse, we heard your bark but never feared you’d bite us, or amaze us with authority, or guide us right. We always knew, from … Continue reading →

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Sam’s Bad Dream

Posted on January 6, 2020 by sputterpub

I wondered once why infants have bad dreams who haven’t lived enough to learn to fear, and what comprises puppy nightmare themes, and how a kitten monster could appear. And I don’t have an answer, but I know it’s true … Continue reading →

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Revisits

Posted on January 3, 2020 by sputterpub

As I review assorted escapades of youth, of 12, 16, and 21, I clearly see they feature tones and shades of sexual predation. What was done was never charged: too mild then and, too, I thought myself mature and strong … Continue reading →

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Before

Posted on January 1, 2020 by sputterpub

The feelings I remember from my youth were anger and impatience with my lot of noodgy mom, protective dad – in truth, if I’d sufficient freedom, I forgot (and that’s not likely – I recorded notes in poems and diaries … Continue reading →

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