Author Archives: sputterpub

Delightenment

Posted on July 6, 2016 by sputterpub

We had two power outages last week. That’s always inconvenient: like jury duty or a head cold. Even though it was still light out, I was impressed by how dependent I am on electricity. Especially when playoffs are being televised… … Continue reading →

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Doctor R

Posted on July 5, 2016 by sputterpub

I hate to wait in doctor waiting rooms. I seldom meet a doctor I respect. The act of even calling one consumes my inner peace with angst, attacks and wrecks my calm, converts me to a phobic mess and makes … Continue reading →

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Plaintive Plan

Posted on July 4, 2016 by sputterpub

We seldom sleep as deeply now at night; we’re half-awake each time we shift in bed. And so we like to slumber in the light of 3 p.m., and after sunset’s red has dimmed, we sudden-snooze on couch or chair. … Continue reading →

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Relocation

Posted on July 1, 2016 by sputterpub

I never lived there long enough to trust it to be home; my memories are bright and pointless arrows littered in the rust that perforates a rooftop gone to blight. What I intended moves were really stays in houses built … Continue reading →

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Rehearsal

Posted on June 30, 2016 by sputterpub

The fantasies are fused and focused now. Romantic dreams are cast and fast-portrayed without restraint. A day will teach me how to play the rest, or let the memory fade. We had our time and mattered at the end. I … Continue reading →

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The Monster at the End of This Book

Posted on June 29, 2016 by sputterpub

That’s my favorite Sesame Street book. In this I am not alone. According to wikipedia it’s the best-selling Sesame Street title of all time. It’s a super script for Grover and I love reading it aloud. Dramatically. Histrionically. My kids … Continue reading →

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Vegetation

Posted on June 28, 2016 by sputterpub

A polished tower arrows to the sky, its walls ceramic smooth, its silhouette a column soaring twenty stories high, and near the peak’s a single parapet. The tower’s moat is vicious botany, organic fence of thorny obstacles, and round the … Continue reading →

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Wedding Memories

Posted on June 27, 2016 by sputterpub

Remember Dad untwisting champagne wires? And then the sun warmed up the gas inside, so when the couple vowed as rite requires, the corks exploded up and circled wide. Or when the rabbi’s speech impediment provoked our row to laugh … Continue reading →

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Do-Over

Posted on June 24, 2016 by sputterpub

A dual renaissance is recommended: rebirth before our ignorance gets worse. Though we met months ago, if we pretended it happened yesterday, could we immerse our battered egos into pots of hot reception? Saturate our hearts without a sear? Allow … Continue reading →

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The Pet’s Curse

Posted on June 23, 2016 by sputterpub

I never was my mother’s favorite kid. She harped at me more often than she kissed. She made a hero of her son my sib, but Mother was a classic narcissist. My oldest nephew seems to share my fate: his … Continue reading →

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