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a ~ Smoothed by long fingers
I have no hobbies. I have Things I Love To Do That I Hope One Day Someone Will Pay Me Lots Of Money To Do All the Time. I discovered this winter, though, that that’s not entirely true. I
a ~ Smoothed by long fingers
I have no hobbies. I have Things I Love To Do That I Hope One Day Someone Will Pay Me Lots Of Money To Do All the Time. I discovered this winter, though, that that’s not entirely true. I
b ~ Smoothed by long fingers
Maybe it’s this time of year. The grey of March has drained me. The bulky sweaters and heavy wool coats have flattened my existence, leaving me a cardboard cutout of myself. I feel like a paperdoll, no ideas in my
b ~ Smoothed by long fingers
Maybe it’s this time of year. The grey of March has drained me. The bulky sweaters and heavy wool coats have flattened my existence, leaving me a cardboard cutout of myself. I feel like a paperdoll, no ideas in my
a ~ And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
I’m sick. I’m profoundly ill. I’m uncomfortable. I am not good company. The one silver lining is that M’s parents are visiting and they took B to the house next door and now my own house is silent in a
a ~ And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
I’m sick. I’m profoundly ill. I’m uncomfortable. I am not good company. The one silver lining is that M’s parents are visiting and they took B to the house next door and now my own house is silent in a
b ~ And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
I am ready to say goodbye to: Winter coats, fleece scarves, warm hats, handknit gloves & mittens. Bulky sweaters, wool socks, thermal undergarments, and corduroy pants. Flannel sheets, down comforters, electric blankets and hot water bottles. Snow shovels, ice scrapers,
b ~ And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
I am ready to say goodbye to: Winter coats, fleece scarves, warm hats, handknit gloves & mittens. Bulky sweaters, wool socks, thermal undergarments, and corduroy pants. Flannel sheets, down comforters, electric blankets and hot water bottles. Snow shovels, ice scrapers,
b ~ I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors
On the way to graduation Sunday, I listened to a reading of Kristin Kimball’s “The Dirty Life.” I had an eye on the road, and half an ear cocked towards the speaker. When I heard the phrase “He shunned the
b ~ I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors
On the way to graduation Sunday, I listened to a reading of Kristin Kimball’s “The Dirty Life.” I had an eye on the road, and half an ear cocked towards the speaker. When I heard the phrase “He shunned the
a ~ I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
I’ve been reading an article in the recent Poets & Writers about seeing, and realizing – not for the first time – that I rarely see what I’m looking at. Autopilot is my default and I’ve been relying heavily on
a ~ I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
I’ve been reading an article in the recent Poets & Writers about seeing, and realizing – not for the first time – that I rarely see what I’m looking at. Autopilot is my default and I’ve been relying heavily on
a ~ Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…
My youngest might be my loneliest. The middle boy, he’s rarely alone and, anyway, is blessed with that enviable ability to befriend whomever he happens to be next to. The oldest – his natural state is aloneness (even surrounded by
a ~ Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…
My youngest might be my loneliest. The middle boy, he’s rarely alone and, anyway, is blessed with that enviable ability to befriend whomever he happens to be next to. The oldest – his natural state is aloneness (even surrounded by
b ~ Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…
I believe this to be true: Bodies in motion remain in motion, bodies at rest remain at rest. Case in point—when I am at work I can zip and dash around, getting things done. At times my energy seems limitless.
b ~ Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…
I believe this to be true: Bodies in motion remain in motion, bodies at rest remain at rest. Case in point—when I am at work I can zip and dash around, getting things done. At times my energy seems limitless.
b ~ And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Monday morning our computer was in need of some critical care. I attempted the impossible, but the images I wanted did not magically appear from the printer– no matter how insistently I pushed. As I stood from the chair,
b ~ And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Monday morning our computer was in need of some critical care. I attempted the impossible, but the images I wanted did not magically appear from the printer– no matter how insistently I pushed. As I stood from the chair,
a ~ And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
I am an introvert who hasn’t been alone for three years. I woke up bitchy yesterday and not even coffee helped. Not a walk, not patting the horses, not buying an online subscription to the Times. Still bitchy. There are
a ~ And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
I am an introvert who hasn’t been alone for three years. I woke up bitchy yesterday and not even coffee helped. Not a walk, not patting the horses, not buying an online subscription to the Times. Still bitchy. There are
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