Author Archives: sputterpub

Lines (An Acrostic)

Posted on March 23, 2013 by sputterpub

As often as I’ve gushed about this place, Lip-synching rapture into metaphor, Like foggy morning breeze against my face, Less startled than refreshed, and begging more, I’ve never caught in words the atmosphere Nor sung the sun in seasonal degrees … Continue reading →

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Bachelor

Posted on March 22, 2013 by sputterpub

I met a gentle man so well enclosed about himself he imitates a bug. By neither laugh nor sneeze is he exposed, nor attitude; he sits a selfish hug. His dentist only sees him open wide – his cats alone … Continue reading →

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Simon Sees (3 of 3)

Posted on March 21, 2013 by sputterpub

Simon’s headaches began when he was 30. At first he’d have one every other month or so. The pain wasn’t disabling but it was annoying, and the condition didn’t respond to any over-the-counter analgesics. He’d wake with a slight headache, … Continue reading →

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Simon Sees (2 of 3)

Posted on March 20, 2013 by sputterpub

They bought the first house a year after their wedding, but they were both working too hard to indulge in new-homeowner projects like refinishing floors and stripping paint off built-ins. They satisfied themselves that the place was more of an … Continue reading →

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Simon Sees (1 of 3)

Posted on March 19, 2013 by sputterpub

If it hadn’t been for his headaches, Simon would never have found Debra, and if he hadn’t met Debra he might have stayed with Monica. He might have pots of money. He might still have headaches. He marvels about it. … Continue reading →

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Trip Chaperon

Posted on March 18, 2013 by sputterpub

He went away five days and then returned to me, my irritant and nightly bore, and six days passed before my husband learned how much the trip fatigued him to the core. “I’m getting old,” he said. “I didn’t know … Continue reading →

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Complaint (A Sestina)

Posted on March 15, 2013 by sputterpub

It seems like I’m a cuckoo in a home somebody else’s parents built. I mean my words; I always use my legs; I try to eke some pleasure out of every day; I know I’m half-aware when I’m asleep; I … Continue reading →

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Earth First (Part 3 of 3)

Posted on March 14, 2013 by sputterpub

As the campfire alters its state, from curlicues of red-glowing coals to licks of blue and gold, Daphne alters hers from outgoing to in-turning. She becomes very quiet, and she begins to sense the pathways of her nerves, the connections … Continue reading →

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Earth First (Part 2 of 3)

Posted on March 13, 2013 by sputterpub

“Teresa!” Daphne sang out. Of course they hadn’t heard her, but now she made noise. “Don’t call me Teresa. Please. Not Tracy or Terry, either. I implore.” She limped into the clearing and began to dress. “What’s the story? And … Continue reading →

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Earth First (Part 1 of 3)

Posted on March 12, 2013 by sputterpub

Gail says. “This fire’s wonderful. I’m glad we’re here.” “I’m real glad we came away from the first campsite. Now that we know. For which we thank you,” Daphne bows toward Reese as she finishes. Gail seconds the gesture. Reese … Continue reading →

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