Author Archives: sputterpub

Making a Naiad

Posted on May 21, 2013 by sputterpub

Once upon a time, there died a girl who adored water. Not so much to drink, unless she was very thirsty. No, her name was Cody and she loved to be surrounded by water. If you asked her, she would … Continue reading →

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Mood o’ Doom

Posted on May 20, 2013 by sputterpub

What signifies this tightness in my chest, and why so readily do tears arise? From what this restlessness and this depressed affect portending doom and joy’s demise? How can I so distracted be at games, or wide awake yet miss … Continue reading →

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After the Health Scare

Posted on May 17, 2013 by sputterpub

The starboard hemisphere produces song while reasoning originates in port. A woman’s brain is blended, so a quart of intuition mixes with a strong infusion steeped in bags of right-and-wrong, and brews a view more balanced than the sort your … Continue reading →

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Higher Ed (Srs)

Posted on May 16, 2013 by sputterpub

I didn’t expect to be living alone my senior year but so it goes. Ronnie and I already faced our domestic incompatibility, and Chaz and I still aren’t ready to share a home. Or Chaz isn’t ready. His reluctance about … Continue reading →

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Higher Ed (Jrs)

Posted on May 15, 2013 by sputterpub

Ronnie and I faced the divergence after our sophomore year. We live separately. After Ian flipped out and left the Pelham program, Ronnie was single for awhile. Now she seems to have settled into something with Prof. Pelham’s colleague. Horace … Continue reading →

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Higher Ed (Sophs)

Posted on May 14, 2013 by sputterpub

By the end of our first year, Ronnie and I are ready to move on from the dorm. We are still best friends but our paths have diverged. She is so into the Pelham program (Dryden’s Aeneid) that she wants … Continue reading →

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Higher Ed (Frosh)

Posted on May 13, 2013 by sputterpub

We each run smack into a Pelham on our first day of college. That family forms something of a unified theme for Ronnie and me. In Ronnie’s case the meeting is intentional. She’s taken by what she reads of the … Continue reading →

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Sea Ranch Retreat

Posted on May 10, 2013 by sputterpub

I pinched myself 8 times a day, and yet I really couldn’t wake. The sun, the car, the banal talk seduced me to forget my time. Three days I went to nothing far – a jaunt away from concrete, hew … Continue reading →

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Omasumation (2 of 2)

Posted on May 9, 2013 by sputterpub

Your thoughts almost lulled you to inattention, but you were walking your dog then, and you’re programmed to look around when she squats. Where you live, failure to scoop the poop is as anti-social as vandalism; you’re sensitive to the … Continue reading →

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Omasumation (1 of 2)

Posted on May 8, 2013 by sputterpub

You were advised to look it up and you did so in the dining room. In a real book called a dictionary. A literal weighty tome. It had a picture you could examine while you recited the names: rumen, reticulum, … Continue reading →

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