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A little while ago, I was at a Little League game with my Droid Eris phone. I checked the spotlight on the Google News feed, looked at Open Salon and read some stuff to comment on later (log-ins are annoying on my Droid), made a quick pass to Edge.org, and finally… Read full post »
My home is finally healing
My husband is gaining strength
I am managing my worry
My son is playing sports
And going to science camps
And reading books every night
My job seems stable enough
There is something new every day
And big new things to learn
I have a nice circle of friends
Most known for some time now… Read full post »
A very short drama
(A woman, Virginia, works at a desk with a glowing computer.
There is a window within her view. There is a
closed door. The rest of the space is empty,
dark. She composes, typing click-click as she goes)
This was a family, much like any other/… Read full post »
One thing to keep in mind about online communities is that they are shaped by the decisions of programmers and developers. From the Microsoft Word grammar checker that in the 1990’s began to ask us to consider using “that” instead of “which,” (which may have statis… Read full post »
When Eddie proposed to May during a Dead concert, it blew everyone away.
Earlier that day, May hid in the long grass outside Eddie's farmhouse and watched the boys pack up a blue rental car to leave for The Grateful Dead at Alpine Valley. Though she hadn't been/… Read full post »
After my parents separated, weeks before my high school graduation, I stayed with my father. Daddy’s little girl.
Daddy at work in his office, about 1978
He was many years older than my mother and seemed more needy. My mother was… Read full post »
It causes me to color my hair and paint my lips
And enjoy a new outfit more than politics
It surges through me with waves of emotion
Sometimes hard to navigate and harder to explain
It helps me fall in love at the drop of a hat
With children and men and older women
It makes me… Read full post »
They brought him a paper to sign. Forensic evidence was conflicting: a fractured infant’s skull; a slow, deep-brain bleed. “Died in its sleep,” one medical expert kindly deduced. The mother panicked, alone when it happened. The father absconded to his mistresses’ apartment, al… Read full post »
"Like flipping burgers," the doctor joked yesterday.
Percentage of complications? "Less than 1%."
I'm feeling a little steadier. We get up at 6:00, feed the cat, let the kid sleep in a little too long...
Take him in, drop him off. He’s wearing a shirt I just fixed for him with my… Read full post »
I dreamt of an old boyfriend, kissing me and thanking me for the lifetime we spent together.
Then I woke up and felt guilty.
Then we talked about the upcoming surgery.
Then I remembered the pages of waivers we signed.
“Complications… Read full post »
How could you do this to us?
The first time most of us saw you was at the first democratic
debate of 2004. You seemed like a breath of fresh air up
there, reasonable, kind, yet experienced enough to have something
to bring to the table.
And you rose like… Read full post »
My son comes to me in the morning and hugs me like sunshine on a tomato.
My husband calls me "sweet" at the dinner table.
They know what the problem is and have a small, non-invasive surgery for it.
They will get… Read full post »
My first rapist took my virginity: I was 14, and he was 24, so it was statutory rape. He was playing the villain and I was the ingénue in an old fashioned melodrama at a community theatre. I was very attracted to him and I wanted to date him. He resisted,… Read full post »
For the past 7 months I’ve been seeing a therapist to help deal with a confluence of internal and external stresses in my life. It’s going well, but I’m still feeling a great deal of anxiety and having frequent mood swings.
I’ve always resisted the notion of drugs… Read full post »
I don’t really know anything about loving, or how to be
And yet, the most amount of suffering I have in my life is about people I think I love, and whom I believe love me, but not in the right way, at the right time, in the right place.
Right as… Read full post »
Twenty years of romance make a woman look like a ruin; but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building. – Oscar Wilde
I just had the pleasure of watching the film The King’s Speech: twice. I loved it. Great actors giving great performances, a… Read full post »
Even though I am trained as an artist (an actor and a creative writer, if you fancy those things art) and highly value individual expression; I’ve always felt a responsibility to contribute to the greater good for my fellow humankind – maybe to a fault. I take satisfaction when I’m… Read full post »
And so you published a book of poems
I'm so proud of you!
But I did hesitate
When I read on the back cover
The years you say they covered
Of your youthful pain and anguish
Smack dab in the middle
Was our relationship
Our romantic relationship that lasted...how long?
6 months? 18 months? A year?… Read full post »
Shadowy cream linoleum
Electronic water drops
Chemo drugs cause psychosis
Break with reality of c-word
In young womanhood, I had a lot of anger at my mother. I worked through most of it before she died, with the aid of therapy and time — but I’m only recently realizing why she did the things that troubled me most.
Rox laid the items on the prop table in the pre-determined spots: two silver candlesticks, on one side, marked Act 1, and a revolver and knife, marked Act 2. They were all props for a traveling production of Les Mis that was coming through her small Canadian town.
Over the weekend, I put nets over my fruit trees and berry bushes. I ordered these specimens a couple of years ago from a nursery in California: a 4-in-1 low chill peach, a 4-in-1 low chill apple, a dwarf nectarine, two blackberry bushes and a Misty blueberry. I’m aiming for a… Read full post »
From the first time I saw you, I thought I understood everything about you, instantly and eternally. You were smart, and you were in pain. I was fascinated by you. I wanted to learn from you. I wanted to help you. I wanted to save you. I wanted you to know… Read full post »
I was trying to explain to someone yesterday how I think success happens is when an artist, a writer or actor or singer or filmmaker or whatever, finds something that they truly need and want to say, that an audience truly wants and needs to hear. That’s when success happens. But… Read full post »
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