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It Was a Dream

It was a dream: a sleeping aperitif,disquieting and striking and extreme,behavior bound to carry heavy grief –it was a dream. It had a sudden murder for a theme:me perpetrating death as its motif –the horror unaccompanied by scream. I couldn’t … Continue reading

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Reprieve

While working out this morning, I recalleda plan I made three days ago. I toldmyself these minor aches that often mauledmy head around my portside temple shouldreceive a doctor’s care. I’m not enthralledwith intervention, medical or not,but if persistent, my … Continue reading

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Seven at One Blow

It got to where I played three games a dayof solitaire – the challenge deck on screen.And then a grandkid opened Wordle’s way,which soon had me engaged and kind of keen,evolving as it did to grid buffet.Of late I take … Continue reading

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Considered Complaint

Perhaps I need to be considered more,but I felt pissy yesterday, and mad.I nearly yelled at strangers in the store.I met no passing eyes. I mingled sadwith fierce contempt, disdain a launching padthat fired judgment into plaintive word.I felt alone. … Continue reading

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New (Old) Normal?

Disgusted that her blood pressure is highagain, our mother wants a doctor’s fix.She doesn’t listen when we offspring tryreminding her that she is 96,and maybe what’s occurring’s normal now.She’s never been this old, and nor have we.I notice I’ve a … Continue reading

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The Bad Consultant

The expert paid a visit and was paid.He studied the dynamics, interviewedour team, absorbed the plans, and then he laidout recommended actions. To concludehis work, he edited the notes he madefor spiral binding, but did not includethe tactical and practical … Continue reading

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Better By Bike

She ages but she’s relatively sound,although she has less stamina and wind.She doesn’t sleep as deeply, and she’s foundher epidermis saggy and so thinned,she’ll bruise from using keys or bumping wood.Resuming after illness exercise,she tries to crunch and stretch, and … Continue reading

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Hoardino

They have a crowded house. They buy in bulk,and don’t dispose as often as acquire.The smile boxes tower like a hulkin entryway – and though they say they’ll hirehelp before the situation’s dire,they model hoard behavior for their boy.Then he … Continue reading

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Renée

It wasn’t that she didn’t like the nameher father chose – she thought it undeserved.She didn’t have a chromosome of claimto French. Her heritage was ghetto lifein Poland, Russia (actually Ukraine),so how could she possess an accent mark?She dropped Renée … Continue reading

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Advocations

My mother said that I should practice law.But that won’t work. Although I argue well,she overlooked the mercenary flaw:it’s strictly my beliefs and thoughts I tell.A clump of friends and colleagues tried to sellthe notion teaching classes would fulfill.But I … Continue reading

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