Author Archives: sputterpub

It’s How You Choose

Posted on November 22, 2022 by sputterpub

It’s how you choose and what you juxtaposethat meet the mark of creativity.It isn’t training or proclivity –it’s how you choose. The gear you use, the medium that shows?They never matter much, but entropyand affectation lead to travesty.It’s how you … Continue reading →

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The Vote Results

Posted on November 21, 2022 by sputterpub

The vote results arriving made me grin.I marvel at the sign of catapultsfrom hopelessness to joy, from how to spinthe vote results. I’ve savored hatred toward the MAGA cults,but now I’m proud to be American.We turn in expectation like adults. … Continue reading →

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No Thanks

Posted on November 20, 2022 by sputterpub

I love my brother. And I’d like to spendsome time with him – we’ve been too long apart.December on his farm has charm – we tendto early coffee chat and afternoonsin chill and crispy air. I’d have to spendten hours, … Continue reading →

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A Smidge of Wisdom

Posted on November 19, 2022 by sputterpub

I’d rather eat some carb than exercise,but I’m experienced (that’s code for old).Indulgence now no longer gratifiesthe way it did when young, and I don’t bounceback into health or fitting smaller size.I need a burn that isn’t gastric juice.The benefits … Continue reading →

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Suddenly Idle

Posted on November 18, 2022 by sputterpub

The family I visit twice a week,and overnight with Fridays, as a rule,announced a little trip. They’re off to seeksome fun – they’re taking time from work and school.That means I’ve no commute across the bay,no toddler tax upon my … Continue reading →

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Ants on White Tile

Posted on November 17, 2022 by sputterpub

Our California ants are not a threat.They’re tiny and don’t bite or bring disease,but everywhere I live they seem to getinside the walls. Although we never freeze,we chill in fall to 45 degrees,and welcome rain that comes this time of … Continue reading →

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Erring

Posted on November 16, 2022 by sputterpub

First I wrote with ink that smeared.Next I got the sample wet.Rattled then, I poked instead of scraped.Looking back, my work appearedincorrect as it could get.Striking out, I hope my errs escaped.

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Separate But Equal

Posted on November 15, 2022 by sputterpub

When I complain about this H.O.A.to friends and members of my familywho live in houses, they will often sayhow glad they are they’re dwelling separately.I counter that the price I willing payfor my location comes with density(but I’ve the garden … Continue reading →

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Medical Follow-Up

Posted on November 14, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m trying for compliance, but my callto book that screening test was put on hold.I bided till invited, after allof 14 minutes. Then the robot toldme leave a message and I’ll be enrolledin patient lists they missed, and I will … Continue reading →

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Mothering a Grownup

Posted on November 13, 2022 by sputterpub

I didn’t ask him if he got the job.I knew he’d tell me when the news was good.And if it wasn’t, then I wouldn’t robhim of his cheerful mood. My mother would,and she’d excuse her question. She would fobit off … Continue reading →

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