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Monday
You Want Me...
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You want me to what ? Lie here? That’s all? No phone calls or emails? No errands or chores? No work or list of things to do? Ar...
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Saturday
TRANSMUTATION
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Mulling over the sands of time one hand gently drops over the other. Yielding now, the grains fall like liquid velvet. Melted beyond me...
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For Genealogy Purposes
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1949 February 1 This letter is from Flora Waite’s half sister written to Flora’s daughter, Hazel Dean English Dear Hazel, Was so glad ...
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Wednesday
AUNTIE ANGST
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She stood in the grove emptying her heart into the darkness, crying out to the trees. Oh, hear me! Help me! I am your little child, ...
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Tuesday
Redwood Forest Family
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When they visit... friends and family, I take them to the redwoods up at Big Basin always driving the winding roads, the ones with...
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Saturday
Poetry Magazines and Journals
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2River View 32 Poems 42opus absent AGNI Alaska Quarterly Review American Poetry Review Anti- Backwards City Review Barn Ow...
Thursday
Red Light - Green Light
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When I was a young woman I visited my parent's house one summer, my two little girls with me. It was a cottage home, small, but cute. It...
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Wednesday
How to buy your favorite books online... cheap!
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I had in mind to re-discover an old recipe book I once had. Would it still be in print? I certainly couldn't find it at my local book st...
Tuesday
Redemptive Creature of Pain
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Deep within lies a slimy, pathetic Monster writhing in pain. We all know him. His own worst enemy, is he, only conscious of misery. He cann...
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Monday
How to Save Your Drowned Cell Phone
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The other day my cell phone fell into a cup of Earl Grey tea. Today it is working just fine. What's my secret? you may ask. I'm glad...
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Sunday
Never Forgotten
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were you but a memory to me you would fade away to dust but diamonds never fade ~~~~~~~~ In memory of those I love who succumbed to ...
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Saturday
Zen Empty
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When life feels bereft I ask myself, is this the zen of nothingness? Is this the empty nothing that all seek? empty so lonely ...
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Thursday
Books in the Spare Bedroom
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Revenge of the Middle-Aged Woman Author: Elizabeth Buchan Bel Canto Author: Ann Patchett Long Quiet Highway : Waking Up in America ...
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Monday
Watching Old Video
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. Dad's habit patting his bald head Mom rubbing her sore leg How straight is his profile from nose to chin... that "stif...
Saturday
Highlights from a Day in the Life...
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Insomnia til 3 AM. Awake at 6. Wow! I got three straight hours. Kitty brings his mousie. I throw. He chases and returns with his prize, over...
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