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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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Exchange (End)

Miss Lubov that day was like a little bit of sphere poking through my plane of freshman existence. I was so limited I ought only to have been able to see a set of growing circles but somehow, through her … Continue reading

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Exchange (Middle)

I heard about Gail from Susan that year more often than from Gail herself, and Mrs. Carter was mentioned every time. I was motivated to meet the woman by the time of the term-end party. I picked up Susan and … Continue reading

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Honesty

Delicious ambiguity is mine. So the aspiring poet thought to muse and muse responded, quick and by design, that neither wit nor wisdom will excuse attempts at bright dishonesty. Look here: select your phrases carefully; compose them of the words … Continue reading

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Slut

I used to make at least three poems a week, on alternating days, on foot or train. For thirteen years I gamboled on a streak of rhyme composing stressful rhythms rain or sun, in fact on weather often writ, in … Continue reading

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Review

I recollect an evening years ago, reviewing photographs to organize a scrapbook of my family, and so last week familiar felt – I put my eyes to skimming most the verses I have stored within my home computer 20 years. … Continue reading

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Making

The Maker manufactured every part, created every atom and arrayed us with a query in each human heart: What will you with the miracles I’ve made? For it is ours to recognize and use, appreciate, assimilate and grade. We cannot … Continue reading

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Infatuation

Two hundred words were wrung from me a day until I pulled a story from my head, and though it was an ordinary spray of phrases, editing I tweaked a thread, deleted fluff, reordered words and quick discovered gold at … Continue reading

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Too Good to Be True

Once upon a time a story made by some creative poet literal, explained so cleverly it didn’t fade; it fit so well it seemed to say it all. And so the story passed from mouth to ear until another maker … Continue reading

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Myth

The man is sky and woman is the earth; the night is bad and daytime is benign; Apollo sun, his sister moon: the birth of these ideas is obvious. Design a unicorn, but make him male and white, and have … Continue reading

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