Author Archives: sputterpub

FreeCell

Posted on March 9, 2016 by sputterpub

Maddy looked at her game stats a few days ago. She was shocked to see that she’s played over twenty thousand times. At an average of five minutes a game, that’s a hundred thousand minutes. Almost seventeen hundred hours. Over … Continue reading →

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Meteorology

Posted on March 8, 2016 by sputterpub

It’s been two weeks since I admitted spring was soft on us, insinuating birth. The vines and trees unfurl their buds and fling their pollen, while the bulbs disturb the earth with centimeter nudge and infant thrust, their verdance yellow-cored, … Continue reading →

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Trick

Posted on March 7, 2016 by sputterpub

The trick (I’ll make this quick), if that’s the word to best describe an easy thing once done that, prior to completion, seemed absurd or difficult – most anything but fun – the trick requires neither wit nor heart, but … Continue reading →

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Supernatural

Posted on March 4, 2016 by sputterpub

I get exactly what I want, I guess, as long as I desire what’s around. The fog I bank upon to blanket stress and comfort me, is outside to be found. There’s nothing rare in 61 degrees. We march in … Continue reading →

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Cervical Spasm

Posted on March 3, 2016 by sputterpub

Two days ago, my eye began a dance I didn’t like. My upper lid would start to pull as if I had a tangled lash, but nothing from outside had played a part. The twitch resolved – then came the … Continue reading →

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Bertilda and APS

Posted on March 2, 2016 by sputterpub

What’s a neighbor to do? Bertilda is fast losing it, and she has no one. From what I hear, she’s always been a bitch. Some folks on our block have known her for decades, and “borderline personality disorder” is the … Continue reading →

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WussTang

Posted on March 1, 2016 by sputterpub

I don’t believe I’ve ever been seduced except by someone’s near obsessive need – when friendship grew beyond its bounds, and loosed the desperation of an orphan’s greed. When happiness for him relied on me consenting to be lover, mate … Continue reading →

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PGIO (Leap Day)

Posted on February 29, 2016 by sputterpub

I give myself today to make me feel a little better at tomorrow’s start. I’ll give me that one, too, and I’ll appeal to me for one more day to add a part of permanence to what I feel today … Continue reading →

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The Climber

Posted on February 26, 2016 by sputterpub

An alabaster tower spears the sky, its inner walls of mercury and sand, and crawling up the outside like a fly, the climber uses foot and brain and hand. She lives within and studies out within, and waits without awaiting … Continue reading →

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Raindrops

Posted on February 25, 2016 by sputterpub

Like drops of liquid platinum, that slick against my face is morning winter rain. Transparent beads of mercury as quick as silver Hermes walks me to the train. Unusual is how I feel today. Atypical has passed near half a … Continue reading →

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