Category: wandering mind
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Did and Didn't
I think I’m in a filling rotation because I haven’t felt like writing much here. These seasons always worry me, but they usually go away at some point. Maybe my body is forcing me into early winter even though it’s 88 degrees outside. This past weekend was all about things I didn’t do. I didn’t…
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Ravishing Lol
A few nights ago I was reading “The Ravishing of Lol Stein” by Maguerite Duras before bed and came across the most poetic line (not so much in how it was written – as I’m rereading it now, it’s not very complicated or polished – but how it seemed to turn a little light bulb…
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Hidden devices, the voice always remains
The voice above me was not born like ours are born through screaming His (if I can call him a he) was manufactured like fake breasts – to appear god-given – and tell us where to put our change. These trains are all wrong. 3 have passed me going the opposite direction That is not…
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Prankster
I took my car in today because for the past couple of weeks the speaker has been hissing at me and on the brink of blowing out and of course the moment I make an appointment to take my car in, the noise stops and the music: ear candy perfection – but I took it…
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My decoupaged Frankensteins
It’s quite here this morning. Aside from a few loud voices across the room, I can hear the air traveling through the ceiling. I can hear my thoughts crisp like leaves or a bitten apple. Today really feels like fall – the sky cloudy and spotted, 66 degrees, people on the light rail didn’t smell…
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Angel's Trumpet
Waiting for the light rail the other day, a thin black woman wearing baggy clothes screamed at no one in particular, maybe the tracks, screamed about where she’d been and where to go, screamed she needed to open her eyes, someone needed to open their eyes, the caucasians were working too hard and not hard…
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oooooooh shiny
My view this morning is of a real-life Emmy. How cool is that? Not that I’ve wondered if I’d ever see a real Emmy in my life, I don’t do anything Emmy-related-worthy. But a show here called Storytellers just got an Emmy and it’s sitting on the features editor’s desk, right in my line of…
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Oak Creek Canyon
Pat left yesterday to steak out a spot on the Oak Creek in Red Rock Country near Sedona. He said he’s been climbing a little hill to call and text me, so you can imagine how much he’s been calling and texting me… I’m leaving after work to meet him and taking a new friend…