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Grandma Falls

Posted on August 16, 2022 by sputterpub

Two grandmas fell last week and both will live.The first event appeared to be a faintand fall to flooring framed to not forgive,with blood and surgery and more restraint.The other grandma had no health complaint,but trying then to aid the … Continue reading →

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Reading List

Posted on August 15, 2022 by sputterpub

Consuming science fiction as a teen,continuing till I was 35,I swallowed Asimov and I was keenon Heinlein, Dick, and classic H.G. Wells,LeGuin of course, and Herbert’s thirsty scene.But latterly I’ve turned to history.Rereading Austen makes me feel serene.An optimist who … Continue reading →

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Puzzle Page

Posted on August 14, 2022 by sputterpub

I need to slow the pace a bit.I ought to learn to act my age.That dash was inappropriate –I need to slow the pace a bit.I raced to you and tripped and hitthe floor (the cause? our puzzle page).I need … Continue reading →

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Hostage to Healthcare

Posted on August 13, 2022 by sputterpub

It never ends – as long as we’re aliveevents occur, good, bad, and interesting.A colleague 10 years over 65fell yesterday. And that makes everythingwe planned to do be tentative, unsure.We think the cause was fainting after wineand crashing to her … Continue reading →

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Protection

Posted on August 12, 2022 by sputterpub

A first-born 5-year old, with cheekbone bruiseacquired on a Wednesday at his school,said “I don’t know” when asked – would not accuseor detail anybody acting cruel.His folks appeared accepting of each word,but happily they gave us space to chat.I told … Continue reading →

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Portal Take Two

Posted on August 11, 2022 by sputterpub

That bedtime call we’ve both come to expectdid not go well. Devolving to a bawl,his parents moved to sternly disconnectthat bedtime call. I’ve known the boy since he was four months small,and as his visage crumpled, I felt wrecked.Aflood with … Continue reading →

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On August 1st

Posted on August 10, 2022 by sputterpub

Last Monday shades of darkness were the rage.I woke to overcast and clots of rain,and then a crew arrived to build a cageof scaffolding around the house in front.They draped it in black netting as they stagethe building for repair … Continue reading →

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Stridency

Posted on August 9, 2022 by sputterpub

Addicted to a strident tone of voice,a heart ablaze with indignation’s heat,it pumps her up – encouraging her choice.And though regret succeeds it, she’ll repeatmalfeasant tone and posture. We rejoiceshe’s working through a process to retreatfrom blaring out her livid … Continue reading →

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Sense Odds

Posted on August 8, 2022 by sputterpub

A funny smell, persisting for some days,befalls my nose and brain at times, and thenit disappears like it was just a phase,and I forget till it occurs again.It’s nothing nasty, never smelled before –a little dry and peppery, benignI think … Continue reading →

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Hardscape

Posted on August 7, 2022 by sputterpub

They don’t need rain or food or much of dirt.Insecticide has no role in their growth.They may not be attractive, but no hurtbefalls them from neglect. They bloom in bothconcrete and asphalt, able to exerttheir vigor – willing, drilling, never … Continue reading →

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