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Category: Sigh

  • Thieves

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    Greedy birds. Almost thieves. But we put out seed and they come. More come. Doves, red and brown finch-like ones that I can’t put a name to. The only ones I know for sure are the cardinals, Blue jays. The big names. Yesterday morning, I felt love’s vein. Someone’s pain down my arm. There’s so…

  • The Eggplant is officially roasted

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  • She just wanted her sister's shoes back…

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  • Osama Bin Laden is dead

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    And the news is celebrating, facebook is celebrating, America is celebrating. “Ding Dong.” “USA, USA, USA” Hundreds of people chant outside the White House at midnight. Special Ops, human intelligence – they found him in Pakistan – dead or alive the order said, but they probably wanted him dead. Will May 1 become a national…

  • Back at the ranch

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    This morning, I opened a bill that came yesterday. From the ob-gyn. An ultrasound I had about 2 or 3 months ago that I’ve never had to pay for before, but now that our company has changed our insurance I have to pay $94 for something that used to be preventive and free. Sometimes money…

  • So there

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    This year I have to share my birthday with a wedding. I told them that it was my birthday, but I don’t think they heard me. And I don’t think they care because they are in love and they are planning what best banquet hotel food to order for masses of people and I could…

  • Names for the unknown

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    This morning I cried. The holes of a heart that don’t feel like holes at all, but pressure building with no holes to breathe out of. The condensation building by the edge of glass. That’s what happens – breath turns to water. I felt abandoned by someone who would probably never abandoned me. But that’s…

  • Leaderless

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    There’s no one “in charge” at work yet. And somehow, despite the 9 years that I’ve been out of high school (I realize that’s not very much, but it seems, looking back, like a long time ago) I’ve been transported right back into a classroom with no teacher. Paper flying, voices screaming across the room,…

  • Manatees need more friends

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    My heart’s been rickety in a flood. Splinters. A house rocking around a frame in rising water. I had stranger than normal dreams. I’m not even sure normal is allowed in the same sentence. I was in bed with my brother and his ex. Nothing was touched, but it was implied. I had a vision…

  • Litter

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    My Grandpa wrote to me – one of my gift letters and I’ve kept every one knowing that someday I’ll have to reread the things he’s said. But he wrote to me, “There is absolutely nothing I need from anyone anymore. So much of my energy is this life of mine; for so many years…