Monthly Archives: August 2014

“The Body”

There is no arbitrary way of saying it: pain is everywhere.Trying to read in a bed that’s not a bed,Only folded blankets for appearance and hard as the floor. Sleeping on a blown shoulder. Craning in front of a computer.From … Continue reading

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Exactly One Week Ago…

This is a true story. It actually began to unfold on Saturday, but concluded on Sunday. The mystery–just to tell you before I relate anything else–is a phone that didn’t ring. If it wasn’t for that phone, things on Sunday … Continue reading

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About First or Best

There’s a song stuck in my head: the tune of Pharrell Williams’ “Happy” (or rather Weird Al Yankovic’s “Tacky” which I strongly prefer.) I mentioned this to my husband this morning. “Artists know they’ve ‘arrived’ when Weird Al asks for … Continue reading

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“On the Night of the Near Moon”

Reality is a golden ball I tossed it from hand to hand And kicked it over the fence It rolled into the next county It seemed hopeless to look for it For it was nowhere to be found All that … Continue reading

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