Author Archives: sputterpub

Filia Cave

Antipathy was powerful in me.Contempt for how she parented was strong.That brusque behavior was her specialty,and motivated me to prove her wrong.Her insults and insensitivitywere evidence that I did not belong.I’m lazy, selfish – words that stained my youth.I long … Continue reading

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The New Account

Because I’m good with numbers, most assumeI’ve figured out the market and investto great returns, but I can’t time a boomor downturn – that’s no field where I do best.In fact, I’ve never tried the game before.I bought a house … Continue reading

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Vacation Without Vacating

I thought as usual I’d have todayand half tomorrow quiet here, alone,and then I’d juggle bouts of toddler playand visits with my sibs and Mom (no phonebut in-real-life). And then I heard them saythe young will camp; the elders will … Continue reading

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No Stairs

A single-story home was ours, but friendshad houses with half-staircases inside.“Split-level” was the term I heard. Such trendsabounded then with fresh suburban pride.(My view of homes, at 8, was modified).When Mom complained she needed skates to carefor me, I thought … Continue reading

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For Just One Day

For just one day, it’s feeling normal here.We’re summer cool, beneath a sky of grayat dawn and dusk, at midday mild, clear.For just one day. I’m smelling skunk but didn’t see the spray.My garden tenants thrive – they all appearto … Continue reading

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Lost Love

Don’t love you enoughto argue any longer.It’s time to quit now.

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Pearls

Was it my birth order? I was the first.Or does she have contempt for edgy girls?I know she loved us all, but I was cursedwith sexist expectations, given pearlsI never wanted, mocked for thoughtful aims,told that as I grew I’d … Continue reading

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Shade

To match this gardenyou must love shade. You can’t plantlike this in full sun.

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A Mess of Resentment

I tend to misconstrue when I am hurt –at least that was the pattern in my youth.Confusing it with anger, I’d asserta righteous argument, although the truthI hid within, behind my strident blurt,was needy kid. It doesn’t take a sleuthor … Continue reading

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Housekeeping

It must be me, but I did not enjoythe morning visitors I had today.The first I simply thought I would employto clean my 20 windows, but he talkedincessantly – complaints that would annoya saint. And then I hosted, for two … Continue reading

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