Category Archives: Family

Outflanked

It happened she was hurt when she was five –abandoned for barbaric surgery.And afterwards, although she did surviveof course, she altered her trajectory,assuming all responsibilityfor reaching full potential depth and length.She cultivated stamina and strength. Disclosive and ungettable she grew.No … Continue reading →

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Weak Controls

I started knowing, when the children came,how vital and important was my role,how love could be resentful, all the same,how often I would lecture or cajole.I tried to act in ways I’d seldom blame.I boggled at how much I can’t … Continue reading →

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Passion

I told my friends the reason I had kids.I said if I were childless, I’d ageto be the weird old lady who forbidstheir noise and games. I wouldn’t use a cageor torture them with witchy appetite,but neither would I open … Continue reading →

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Force of Will

Whatever doesn’t kill can make one strong,I’ve heard, observed examples, lived a few,and tend to think the saying isn’t wrongin cases where attack is less than nu-clear, when there’s a chance health may ensue.In fact, while threat will ever make … Continue reading →

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4th Birthday

I love a young man in the City,who oughta be fined – he’s so pretty.His cuteness will floorany witness, at 4!With his birthday today here’s a ditty.

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Analogia

My father taught us love of analog,in logic, setting levels, any clock.It’s like a science simile – a cogescapement powering, tick-tock,an output with no staggered on/off shock,perceivable to senses from afar.He taught us how to angle and unlocka compass point, … Continue reading →

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Hula Hooping

I lied to friends when I was 8 years old.I claimed that I could spin without a dropmy hula hoop a million times. I toldthem once and thought their eyes would pop,but “no” they said, and then I didn’t stoprepeating … Continue reading →

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The Copycat

I plagiarized a poem when I was 6,I think – perhaps a little older then.I wrote the first 4 lines and tried to fixmy poem by adding a quartet to them.The words I stole were not as good as mine,but … Continue reading →

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A Medical Catalog

I got my second shot, but she did not –they took one look and her and said “Not now.”Her eyes were swollen shut, her skin was hot;her doctor doesn’t know the why or how. A client died of Covid – … Continue reading →

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Displacement

Away and off five days feels like a weekor more, although I’d never opt for homewhen Sam requires company, to speaka bit about big change but mostly playtogether, as he teaches his techniquefor screening semi-terrible cartoons(at least it isn’t Elmo). … Continue reading →

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