Author Archives: sputterpub

The Day Before Tomorrow

Eight years ago their future flipped to grim,and indications swerved from cheer to drear.Survival was a staggered path for him,and her defense was blocking thoughts that veerto future – thorny, edged with fall and fear.The road ahead was grievous, and … Continue reading

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Imag(in)ing

He tests as neurotypical, and hatesthe last three syllables. The fellow claimsextraordinary status, calibratesresponses and collects eccentric names.He says he always tried to fan the flamesrebellion sparks, to spike how he appeared.Affecting roles, attempting shock – all gamesunwarranted if he … Continue reading

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Money Stuff

Demolishing at least a hill of debtproduces unignorable debris.I hope the observation won’t upsetyou, but it spurs accountability.You’re excellent with spreadsheets – don’t forgetone hundred cents amounts to currency.I say begin a budget. It will yieldthe questions you must answer … Continue reading

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How Could You Know?

How could you know the me of 23to 33? I felt those seasons flow,but if I spoke you weren’t heeding me.How could you know? We seldom argue, but I felt the blowI heard you blurt with anger recently.My ears and … Continue reading

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Old Haunt

I used to frolic, 60 years ago,on territory rising by the sea.My peers and I meandered high and lowamong old bunkers, scrambling down the screeto wave at waves and harmonize with blowof surf besieging pebbles and debris.I snapped this shot … Continue reading

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On Empathy

There may be different kinds of empathy,I gather from a recent argument.Perhaps a stranger’s read more readilythan those I hold to heart. There’s little riskabsorbing bits of personalityoutside the radius of where I love.Like playing cards without a pot, I’m … Continue reading

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Slippage

I logged a date on phone and paper too,but didn’t look at home or screen device.Distracted by an argument, I threwattention off, and mostly wasn’t nice.But luckily the other missed her cue,petitioning to alter plans. The priceI might have owed … Continue reading

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The End of a Gauntlet

Tomorrow’s a day to completely relax.I came home on Monday, but thenthe office and family traded attackson leisure. I’ll be here againtomorrow, devoted to resting the backsand bottoms of old feet.Amen.

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Neurodesirous

Neurodivergentmeans not trying to be weird,for that’s your normal.

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Bad Step

I didn’t fall; I’m taking extra care.That stairway, though, is narrow, carpeted.My left foot slipped from tread to empty air;my heel impacted vinyl. Nothing bled,but now my sole objects, and I’m awareof torquing knee. I’m sitting down insteadof walking. Not … Continue reading

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