Category Archives: Cognition

Listage

I used a monthly planner till a year ago, when I cut back as office thrall. I bought a tiny calendar but near misplaced it in my bag, it was so small. Selecting something bigger now, I got a sturdy … Continue reading →

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Mr. B’s Phonograph

One day when I was ten and in 5th grade, the teacher spun a record for us all. I can’t remember what the needle played, but I can see the phonograph – a small appliance on a table in the … Continue reading →

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Sot

I want to like her but she drinks too much, and isn’t near as fun to be around as she must think she is. She’s apt to touch me needlessly, repeat herself, expound on criticisms victims overhear, embarrass me and … Continue reading →

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Bad Driver

You’ve always been unfocused when you drive. It can’t be blamed on age or your disease. The wonder is you’ve managed to survive with jerky hands and eyes. Activities requiring close attention never suit your empathetic gifts for social good. … Continue reading →

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Zero

Remembering a comic who assured us if we all agreed to not have kids, then we could trash the place, embrace absurd, and advocate what courtesy forbids, I wonder have we reached that era now, without restraining reproduction’s yield? Are … Continue reading →

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Epi (A Preposition)

When I was young, I always looked ahead. Anticipating power when I grew, as soon as I knew one day I’d be dead I started listing things I had to do before my end: have sex with more than one; … Continue reading →

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No Question

A human life’s too short to comprehend the purpose of existence. What we see is just a slice of time and space. The end defies our wisdom like infinity. We needn’t solve the question to survive to reproduce our traits … Continue reading →

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At Play

Incessant runs of solitaire I’ve played for pleasure and unburdening my mind. When I was young, I shuffled cards and made a pattern on my table – I’d unwind as colors intermeshed, and I would deal the game repeatedly. Computers … Continue reading →

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All’s Well

I seldom notice when a headache ends. It’s not so much relief as memory forestalled; my situation recommends another subject then. Antipathy commands I sense annoyances and threat – no satisfaction builds a stronger urge. But goodness I am likely … Continue reading →

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Dim Wittedness

The ugly duckling wanted to fit in – he tried and failed belonging to the nest. The solitary black sheep hates his skin and wool, because it’s different from the rest. But after several seasons’ unsuccess, some nonconforming creatures try … Continue reading →

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