Author Archives: sputterpub

Weird Place, Weird Time

Posted on January 13, 2018 by sputterpub

A splash of sunshine on a wooden floor, a leafless tree with sparrows on its limbs, a cloud-white teasing sky that should hold more of rain for us, but winter storms are flim- sy here – so far this year … Continue reading →

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Because We Failed to Act Like We Took it Seriously

Posted on January 12, 2018 by sputterpub

A year ago, or once upon a time, a race was won by an incompetent. Exhibiting no quality a prime executive must own, belligerent, bombastic and unsure, his victory surprised his own supporters even more than how it rocked the … Continue reading →

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Inheritance

Posted on January 10, 2018 by sputterpub

My father was a man of discipline. He understood campaigns. Each strategy was vascular, protected by a skin composed of tactics fighting entropy. So Dad was firm but fearful of routine; he didn’t want to live as habit’s troll. Each … Continue reading →

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One More

Posted on January 8, 2018 by sputterpub

A fortnight after Christmas, it’s my turn. Exactly one week after New Year’s day, I can’t avoid my birthday. Sure I yearn for youthful vigor, and I loathe the lay of lines around my mouth and squinting eyes, but passion … Continue reading →

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Sexual Manners

Posted on January 4, 2018 by sputterpub

Our family is blessed with many boys. We’d love some girls but none of us would trade in brothers, sons or fathers. We have noise and burps and farting jokes, and mischief played amid the strongest hugs that arms can … Continue reading →

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Mirror

Posted on December 29, 2017 by sputterpub

I have a better memory than most. It’s no more to my credit than the hue of hair and eyes. I claim it not to boast but in description. I’ve abetted too, by writing journals, diaries, and verse about my … Continue reading →

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Recovered Memories

Posted on December 28, 2017 by sputterpub

Of course I knew him. We were intimate young lovers all through college. We revealed ourselves to one another, tried to fit the romance in our visions. Neither kneeled, but we embraced. We might have made a go of us, … Continue reading →

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Mnemophobia

Posted on December 26, 2017 by sputterpub

She doesn’t recollect herself that well. I met her at 18 and we’ve been close, but she denies her past. I sometimes tell her what she said or did, or how she chose her course, but she’ll debate – she … Continue reading →

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Familiarity

Posted on December 21, 2017 by sputterpub

If you were raised by someone diligent, impatient, who was born without or lost the spectrum of emotions, one who spent all time at tasks and voiced whatever crossed her mind, but never said she meant no wrong, intending well … Continue reading →

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Travel Stress

Posted on December 19, 2017 by sputterpub

I travel with anxiety. I go, I revel in sensation and aspect, but I’m away from home, my stuff – I grow impatient for my comforts. I’m half-wrecked, off-base but fascinated with the scene. I watch a culture, learn a … Continue reading →

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