Archive for August, 2009

Sunday, August 30th, 2009

two crow joy

suddenly, it is cold. there is an old adage here that after Old Home Week, the mid-August local exhibition/horserace/parade extravaganza, summer’s over. ┬ámy mother likes to repeat these little kernels of local lore, intoning them like scripture, benedictions of wisdom our infidel ears might need to hear as we march round the calendar. i like […]

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Sunday, August 23rd, 2009

holy holy holy

Mommy, he interjects, the word escaping from him for the hundredth time in an hour. he is a balloon steadily leaking demands and questions, all the air being pushed out to make room for the wonders of the world. i am apparently the keeper of these secrets, the one who will spill all the magic […]

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Sunday, August 16th, 2009

old dogs

razors pain you rivers are damp acids stain you and drugs cause cramp guns aren’t lawful nooses give gas smells awful you might as well live – Dorothy Parker i have always thought myself a cat person. and by some alchemical trick of metaphysics and assumption, my medieval mind has occasionally, therefore, convinced me that […]

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Tuesday, August 4th, 2009


there is always a last day. tomorrow, when i go back to work, i worry that my couch is going to miss me. for seventeen months now i’ve lain here in a troll-like mockery of fetal position, curled on my left hip and elbow, peck-peck-pecking at the computer. well, not when the kids were AWAKE. […]

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