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Continue reading →: The Big Woman
She was a large woman and when younger would probably have been described as a strapping blonde. Everything about her was a little larger than life – from her big bones and big bosom to her big voice and big personality. Now a widow in her sixties, she was visiting…
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Continue reading →: Sez Who?
I have always had a reputation of possessing a calm deposition and peaceful demeanor. You can imagine my chagrin (which has nothing to do with smiling) when I recently found myself in heated discussions with two friends. To call them discussions is being disingenuous for my blood pressure was up,…
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Continue reading →: August by Day & by Night
The heat of August rolls in like fog, its heavy breath smothering the criesof birds in nearby trees. Quieting all before it, it rolls|relentlessly, whisperingsiesta songs to waiting ears. Silence inhabits the blue shadowsof a sleeping room as heavy eyelidssurrender. Air conditioners whirl in a worldof their own makingof shut…
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Continue reading →: Masel Tov
I live in a senior apartment complex and one thing I’ve learned about getting older is that if you live long enough your body will do you in in one way or another – if it’s not arthritis or diabetes; it’s heart disease or cancer – not counting a wide…
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Continue reading →: Siddhartha
I have read the story of Buddha’s life many times, but I was always rather skeptical about his ignorance of life’s darker side. It was his encounter with illness, old age and death that prompted him to embark upon his journey. But today the story started to sound more plausible…
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Continue reading →: The Beautician
She was in her mid-20’s when she met him, long past the age that her cousins and girlfriends had married and there was something knowing in the way that she carried herself that said she was no longer a virgin. She had red, Rita Hayworth hair and the low, sultry…
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Continue reading →: Self Portraits
I came across a wonderful website a while back that was so good I wished I had thought of it myself. It was started by Lauren Gillette, an artist in Maine and it is an open call to people to list the 5 things they have done over the course…
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Continue reading →: There Goes the Neighborhood
So how big is a neighborhood, I asked myself. Maybe about four square blocks. Maybe 15 minutes of walking time in any one direction. Once my neighborhood was characterized by flotillas of children on skate boards and bicycles. Now it is populated by old men putting along in electric carts…
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Continue reading →: Crimes & Misdemeanors
The first thing I ever stole was a holy card. I was in first grade and every Saturday morning I would attend catechism class at our local Catholic Church to learn stuff about God. To keep the children motivated, Sister Mary Magdalene who taught our catechism class gave a holy…
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Continue reading →: Two Poems
I GAZE UPON THE EARTH I gaze upon the earth from which I was drawn, pulled head first into life, my marrow sucked through roots and branches, my blood siphoned from the sea, my voice sliced from the coyote’s cry. Given form, then released to find my way, a nomad,…
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