Author Archives: sputterpub

Sexagenaria

Posted on September 13, 2016 by sputterpub

I know it takes some bravery to age, but no one mentioned every sad surprise. So I was steeled to wrinkle, for the stage that features fear of falls, for failing eyes and hearing loss as I grew long in … Continue reading →

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The Latest Complaint

Posted on September 12, 2016 by sputterpub

Four months ago I hurt my finger, when I tried to help a neighbor up who fell. The woman’s old but mean; she flailed and then my pinky twisted and began to swell. Ensuing bruising purpled half my hand, retreating … Continue reading →

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Seasoning

Posted on September 9, 2016 by sputterpub

Today it’s nearly autumn everywhere for Labor Day has passed and school’s begun except near San Francisco where the air is summer warming now we see the sun at dusk and dawn appareled for the beach discarding blanket fog and … Continue reading →

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Body Language

Posted on September 8, 2016 by sputterpub

Like everyone, I’m interested to see if others of my cohort have the clue that played out leads to centered ecstasy, so I keep watching her and him and you. We’re almost elders now but seldom wise. We seem to … Continue reading →

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Body

Posted on September 7, 2016 by sputterpub

I was a bright child. I think I scared my parents a little. They were always reacting with a mix of surprise, delight, and wariness to my ideas. My father, a natural introvert like me, was more comfortable with my … Continue reading →

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See Saw

Posted on September 6, 2016 by sputterpub

The son is slapped and baited by his dad. The daughter’s driven roomless from his place. The mother cycles: sorry, anxious, mad at father and his phone call of disgrace. A counselor is talking to the son. The daughter’s learned … Continue reading →

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Place Setting

Posted on September 5, 2016 by sputterpub

Hello, hello, who are you? And what is your place in this life? Is yours a spoony point of view or are you the edge of the knife? Do you invert what you perceive or would you rather slice? Which … Continue reading →

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Inference

Posted on September 2, 2016 by sputterpub

Astronomers detect what they can’t see by noticing the neighbors it affects. So they observe a black hole’s gravity but can’t make out the agent. One expects a mover when impressed by what is moved and that’s how small or … Continue reading →

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This is She

Posted on September 1, 2016 by sputterpub

She’s Jewish but she doesn’t like to shop, avoids the crowds at movies and at malls, and when she drives she only wants to stop and be inside the safety of the walls that she has colonized to be her … Continue reading →

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Shock

Posted on August 31, 2016 by sputterpub

It was called Shell Shock at first. Then Battle Fatigue. Or Combat Stress Reaction, technically. It didn’t acquire the big syllables until late in the 20th century. PTSD. Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. Until a couple of decades ago, only soldiers … Continue reading →

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