Author Archives: sputterpub

Cartoon

Posted on August 6, 2015 by sputterpub

Imagining our meeting a cartoon, with us embracing at my house again, you standing travel-weary, driver’s swoon upon your doting face… You’re all the men I ever wanted hands upon my skin, your tired head inside my rayon shirt, your … Continue reading →

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A Spy in the House of Love

Posted on August 5, 2015 by sputterpub

You’d think I would have it figured out by now. I’m a bright person, very observant, and I’ve been studying two couples for twenty years. I ought to be able to make wise statements about their marriages. But the more … Continue reading →

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Still Life

Posted on August 4, 2015 by sputterpub

This modern chair, its mocha leather cracked and pale from sixteen years’ benign neglect, supports four decorator pillows stacked upon a nightgown sleeveless, oval-necked. The creamy cotton rumples on the chair, its shadowed drapery as smooth as milk. Magenta, silver, … Continue reading →

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Lama Lo?

Posted on August 3, 2015 by sputterpub

You say it can’t exclusively be sex we write about – you give those words to me above a flood of big X little x between our sheets of toned typography. But I inside reply to you: why not? Impressed … Continue reading →

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Content

Posted on July 31, 2015 by sputterpub

Today may be perfection relative to Wednesday evening’s mute anxiety. My son is unconcerned now to forgive a cruel ex-friend, and time was remedy for canine illness. (Shelby wouldn’t try her food and Danny couldn’t cry or grin. This Wednesday … Continue reading →

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Sanity & Susan (3 of 3)

Posted on July 30, 2015 by sputterpub

They conversed throughout that evening. She wasn’t fascinated but she wasn’t exactly bored. They sat side by side on the couch after dinner, sipping coffee and brandy, talking only to each other because Denise and Chuck were settling a geography … Continue reading →

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Sanity & Susan (2 of 3)

Posted on July 29, 2015 by sputterpub

Susan is a practical Western woman. She lives in Berkeley California but she doesn’t believe in astrology or the power of crystals or pyramids. She has never been drawn to meditation or Eastern philosophy. But everyone knows what goes around … Continue reading →

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Sanity & Susan (1 of 3)

Posted on July 28, 2015 by sputterpub

The creek ran murky the day Susan met Siggy, and she hit a cat near the elementary school. Those were probably omens, and they shouldn’t have been ignored. Like all omens, the circumstances were not in Susan’s control. Her house … Continue reading →

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Whimsy

Posted on July 27, 2015 by sputterpub

Respecting whimsy, with its silly grin, its quiet self-amusing attitude, I recognize I like it and begin to celebrate its quality. As crude as silk as rough as cloud all whimsy drifts like morning fog. It’s slapstick’s opposite. As light … Continue reading →

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Plumage

Posted on July 24, 2015 by sputterpub

My daughter is conspicuous: as loud as right, as upright as a standing bird. She fire-dreams hot prophecy, endowed with self-renewing love for every word. Flamingo-balanced phoenix: don’t despair, to hear them publish who should journalize. Regard them irregardless; smell … Continue reading →

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