Monthly Archives: June 2010

Bona fide

I have learned early that being published is not everything it’s cracked up to be. I don’t say this because I’ve been published, but I say this because I felt being published would make me feel more like a writer. … Continue reading

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Beckoning

At night I crack open my ribs. stretch. breast meat. like tearing chicken in half. I sit hunched. over a desk. sharp pencils. stuck to the sides. write this and that. no. I’ll curl up. hunch-backed like the old lady … Continue reading

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Take that

I haven’t eaten animal crackers since I was littler – not a little girl – just littler than I am now, but I bought some last night at the store. A big bag, not the little lunch box train car … Continue reading

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"The feeling you get [when you hear me sing], I get first," Lauryn Hill

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Dream

I had dreams last night of poems. not words, not dreaming in poems or streaming words, but of solid beings and tangible beings. It woke me up in the middle of the night, but I couldn’t remember the words. Sharon … Continue reading

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You never know if there's a singer in the crowd next to you

Thanks for sharing, Grandma!

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Wooden Heart

I think the cello is a wooden heart with strings. Can’t it say things in sounds and tones we could never say with words? An extension of the body, I wish I could play. Deep and broken and wooded like … Continue reading

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The pink tricycle

A little girl peddles her pink tricycle down the street. Over chunks of broken concrete, she peddles hard. She has yellow shoes with flowers on them. She looks straight ahead, determined. Over the cracks, over the weeds poking out like … Continue reading

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Blast from the past

I took my cup of coffee, buttered bagel and journal to a blue and white covered gazebo jutting out into Penn Lake. I was the first one up – it’s how I like it sometimes, nothing but me and the … Continue reading

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Summer photos

Cat naps and laundry in the breeze

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