Category Archives: Family

Armchair Psychology

Posted on March 7, 2023 by sputterpub

Confronted with enigma of the sorta person evidences acting weird,I’m likely to create my own report:a fiction that implies how things appeared.What motivation or pathologypropels a character to acts deserved?Which facets of the personalitywould naturally produce the scenes observed? If … Continue reading →

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Danger Home

Posted on March 6, 2023 by sputterpub

Her folks divorced when she was 6 years old.Her father grew disordered in his mind.She sensed the edginess, but never toldher mother how the evenings misaligned.Two score of years were fated to unfoldbefore she trod that neighborhood, to finda memory … Continue reading →

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Rarity

Posted on March 4, 2023 by sputterpub

I sometimes wonder how it would have beenif I had had a mother like I am,if needs had been expressed and met, begin-ning early, never hearing “Can it! Scram.”And now I watch my adult son, and knowhis father was a … Continue reading →

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Guilty (The Asshole)

Posted on March 1, 2023 by sputterpub

I recollect that lunch I had with youa decade and a half post our divorce,describing how my own self-knowledge grewto counter some old causes of remorse.Then glibly you replied you’d known no guiltsince we split up, as if I were … Continue reading →

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I Didn’t Know

Posted on February 28, 2023 by sputterpub

I didn’t know your dad was negligent.Before we split I saw him love you so,I had no clue he grew incompetent.I didn’t know. Our breakup wasn’t angry or belowthe surface, didn’t come as accident –pathology now clear then didn’t show. … Continue reading →

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Shellac

Posted on February 10, 2023 by sputterpub

The mom is doting with the neonates,but once a baby’s aged to six months old,the woman opens up abrupt floodgates –impatience pouring over uncontrolled.There isn’t space then for a child’s hurt,unless the injury needs stitch or gauze.Her offspring grow accustomed … Continue reading →

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It’s Mostly Not

Posted on February 7, 2023 by sputterpub

It’s mostly not an age-related ill.She’s ancient but her memory’s not shot.Her hatred’s from no side-effect or pill.It’s mostly not. If you remember vigor, you forgotshe tapped it from a fountain of ill-will.She never laughed. She didn’t hug a lot. … Continue reading →

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The Call Back

Posted on January 28, 2023 by sputterpub

The nightly call I never want to makethat she would miss, although we little speak –a check-in of some kind that doesn’t takemuch time but happens 7 days a week –last night produced a circumstance uniqueenough to mention here. She … Continue reading →

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Zero, One (OI)

Posted on January 24, 2023 by sputterpub

Obnoxious was the attitude last night.And boring was the wish to disappear.The tone morose, the body language tight,one might assume there’s suffering. It’s clearthe teenager would rather not be nearthe family. Big deal. That’s no surprise.It’s not a disability or … Continue reading →

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Nice Morning

Posted on January 23, 2023 by sputterpub

Fatigued and travel-stressed, I rested welllast night and woke an hour late today.I had alone-time then, a pleasant spellof news and coffee, and I got to playthe solitaire I wished. I’d things to telland hear when she returned. A small … Continue reading →

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