Author Archives: sputterpub

Gambling

Posted on February 3, 2016 by sputterpub

“So do you gamble?” she asked, contemplating their pass through the casino to the buffet dinner that awaited them when they left their room. “Not really. You?” “I guess I don’t gamble for money. Never have.” He proceeded to hold … Continue reading →

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Ladies’ Room

Posted on February 2, 2016 by sputterpub

The slob who takes the toilet paper stinks, for inconsideration is her name. No one can tell what spell the woman thinks she weaves, with wasted paper for her game. Does she object to hygiene on a roll? Or does … Continue reading →

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Slow

Posted on February 1, 2016 by sputterpub

Too slowly I accept the rate of change that slowly shows its trail across the sand a habit made. Too slowly moves the strange symbolic vector I can understand, that no one else regards or even sees. A snake, a … Continue reading →

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Stuff

Posted on January 29, 2016 by sputterpub

I used to hold a backpack fantasy: a dream that I could carry as I go the several things that mean the most to me for, needing little, what I need I know. I had to put that fantasy on … Continue reading →

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Self Love

Posted on January 28, 2016 by sputterpub

(I stand behind my openness and give it form enough to make a silhouette. Direct is the address at which I live: unliking lies, unlikely to forget. My negative emotions surface float like skin on scalded milk, like water down … Continue reading →

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Negatives

Posted on January 27, 2016 by sputterpub

I was raised by a negative woman. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like her. I fought her tendency all my life. But of course I imbibed some of it. I was her oldest child and only daughter. I see … Continue reading →

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Aura Floss #2 (Breakout Session)

Posted on January 26, 2016 by sputterpub

The leader Lois dug herself a pit, inverted it to set herself on top, and laid a condescension line from it to twitching auditors. I wish she’d stop instructing, take a seat and look around. I’m almost moved to help … Continue reading →

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Aura Floss #1

Posted on January 25, 2016 by sputterpub

This job requires someone who can speak effectively, with openness and sense. The organizers of the program seek a soul attractive, for intelligence is not enough; charisma’s needed too. Ability to take correction must be present, and no arrogance will … Continue reading →

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My Favorite Monster

Posted on January 22, 2016 by sputterpub

I thought I knew, a thousand days ago, the secret to the wisdom of my age. But I let go the clue where I don’t know and now I find myself within a maze. I need to pause and recollect … Continue reading →

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Spa

Posted on January 21, 2016 by sputterpub

The port side of her chin has got a crease as if impressed by linen on her skin, but it’s instead a mark of years, a piece of lost elastic collagen within. And yet that visage hosts a blemish too: … Continue reading →

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