Author Archives: sputterpub

Inadvertent Magic (Beginning)

They knew not what they did, when they built the little house. And they did it right. The lot was rather small, downstream from the Kent estate, where the creek leveled out and zigged right in its year-round run to … Continue reading →

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Humbug

The holidays are hard upon me now, and winter darkness pushes me inside where media productions show me how inadequate I am. The facts implied obnoxiously about familial pleasure, the instances of love I see portrayed, all make me take … Continue reading →

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Animation

I had a vision of myself today while striding angrily to catch a train. I seemed to rise above and watch, the way approachers to their deaths and back explain. I saw me as a radiating form, my feet in … Continue reading →

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The Rhyme of the Ancient Toddler

or: Another Attempt to Capture a Dream Lesson Because she fears the basement so, her dreams keep sending her on errands to the place. And tension always mounts because it seems the light no longer works – she’s forced to … Continue reading →

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Velocirapture (2 of 2)

The kids, both boys, were in good care. The younger was rather mellow but her first-born was hyperactive. The name on his birth certificate was Wayne (for Bill’s dad), but the family called him Sudden. He was always getting into … Continue reading →

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Velocirapture (1 of 2)

Adoring speed Virginia had to watch herself. She first encountered it in late high school: sweetened milky coffee and stolen cigarettes. She loved the buzz. She quick-addicted. A year later, in college, she swallowed her first beans. Little white tabs … Continue reading →

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Rush

The son has misbehaved again at school; the daughter strives to look a little worse. December is too busy, dark and cruel – until the solstice I must bear the curse of working and performing in a role I argue … Continue reading →

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Red Face

Embarrassment’s a universal fear – the nightmare and the bogeyman of youth that seems to find more nourishment each year, and changes shape but always hides this truth: For anyone who’d stake an honest claim to ethical and wise maturity, … Continue reading →

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Therefore (Part 3 of 3)

We noticed. What we’d tended to view as blonde dippiness morphed into blatant repetition and bizarre forgetfulness. Several of us experienced her failure to show up at planned lunches. There were reports of missed appointments at hairdressers and manicurists.’ Carolyn … Continue reading →

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Therefore (Part 2 of 3)

Pam’s story started first, in the spring of 1944; Duane and his twin Diane didn’t make their appearance till late 1947. But by the time they came to our attention in the mid-1980s, their age difference was irrelevant. They’d both … Continue reading →

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