Author Archives: sputterpub

Non Gratitude

Posted on February 26, 2020 by sputterpub

The dowager declined to buy or lend. Her grownup grandchildren were in a squeeze, and though she has abundance she won’t spend it yet. Presenting her with facts and pleas, I had to find another way around. I made her … Continue reading →

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Droughtful

Posted on February 24, 2020 by sputterpub

Perhaps it was my January birth that bred me to adore a winter storm, but I appreciate when rain hits earth, and comfort means to me a haven warm and cozy when it’s pouring cold outside. Each autumn I look … Continue reading →

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The Other Explanation

Posted on February 21, 2020 by sputterpub

Debate Club taught me more than how to speak. I learned to argue points I don’t approve. I got by doing what I didn’t seek: the insight into how ideas can move opponents, for as soon as I’d defend them, … Continue reading →

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My Diet Secret

Posted on February 19, 2020 by sputterpub

A tonsillectomy at 5 years old resulted in a shape change, Mama said. Till then I seemed to always have a cold, but afterwards I gained and grew instead a steady challenge with obesity, forever adding girth instead of height. … Continue reading →

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Fake History

Posted on February 17, 2020 by sputterpub

My mother’s been impatient and abrupt for all my life, task-driven to extremes. My father harbored passions; he’d erupt with wrath or indignation, but his dreams and deeds were loving – he knew how to teach instilling confidence, inviting thought. … Continue reading →

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Just Two

Posted on February 14, 2020 by sputterpub

I think I always had a closest friend (surveying back to 1955), but I don’t take to groups. I comprehend plurality – communities can thrive – but I don’t ever flourish in a crowd. I find the girls too shrill, … Continue reading →

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Preschool

Posted on February 12, 2020 by sputterpub

Low-carbohydrate baking is our game on many Wednesdays. We try recipes with proxy flours, sweets of quirky name like Stevia and monkfruit. By degrees we’re learning how to bake a better snack, collecting psyllium, adjusting dose. We’re old and young … Continue reading →

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Narrativity

Posted on February 10, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re visual, devoting near a third of mental processing to what we see, but I submit descriptors are absurd that disregard our kind’s affinity for narrative. We love our stories so, we use them for religion, to explain observed phenomena, … Continue reading →

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Appropriate

Posted on February 7, 2020 by sputterpub

As inappropriate as PJ pants instead of trousers, rancor, public sex, I just as often well-behave by chance as by my own decision. Mom expects passivity and sweetness. Even Dad advises me to shush and not engage. I listen but … Continue reading →

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Oral Surgery

Posted on February 5, 2020 by sputterpub

I really should be glad it’s nothing worse. I’m generally healthy – that’s the truth. My aging cross to carry is the curse of chronic gum disease. Today it’s tooth enumerated 4 that I will lose (it’s not my first … Continue reading →

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