Author Archives: sputterpub

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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Solitude

Posted on August 30, 2016 by sputterpub

You look at me like I’m insane, because I say that I don’t want a partner yet. You act as if a set of natural laws demands that I be married. You forget how bad I was at being someone’s … Continue reading →

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How I Spent Today

Posted on August 29, 2016 by sputterpub

My alternating interests ruled today. At times I read a book I’ve got by heart, and in between I tried to grasp the way our bodies handle energy. So part of me inhaled two hundred years ago, the balance breathing … Continue reading →

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Three (Non)Wishes

Posted on August 26, 2016 by sputterpub

A deathless life and wealth beyond compare and never laboring: these are the three conditions legends say we would repair, if granted wishes. Immortality or gold is first, the other next, and work- avoidance makes the third gratuity. Then fables … Continue reading →

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RLP

Posted on August 25, 2016 by sputterpub

Location was a fact of World War II. They happened to be here in ‘41 and stuck on visas. Everything they knew inspired them to angle for the sun. Tecate, then, for precious latitude of Nazareth and wealth of golden … Continue reading →

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