Monthly Archives: April 2012

Manly

At eight-years old machismo has a very different feel ‘Don’t cry like a baby,’ my son would admonish his second-grade peers ‘…cry like a man!’ As he is now sixteen I wonder…would he challenge them at all? Advertisements

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Hummel a few bars and they’ll fake it

carnal garden gnomes filling my shelves with tchotchkes; time to trim big leaves

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On a Wednesday in 1989

As clear as twelve-hour old coffee she told me goodbye a jolt of caffeinated remorse left me wide-eyed and pondering as the glare from dawn’s light screamed, painfully, ‘morning after’ The pot turned out to be empty a good thing, … Continue reading

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Poured forth

The bartender is skeptical; less than most of his peers more transparent about it than many fellow mixologist hesitant in his urge to believe the guy on the stool adjacent to mine doesn’t understand the resistance, thus taking the credibility … Continue reading

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Not a deep sleep

I used to have a dream where I had won first prize in a church raffle: lunch with God where, over, thin-crust pizza, I could ask him three questions. I always lead with an inquiry about why he made humans … Continue reading

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Restraint

I burn for you. Remembering school hallway posters advising when in flames, stop, drop, roll. Subconsciously heeding long suppressed laminated pictograms I have resisted the urge to do the safe thing whenever you walk in as my resulting floor gyrations … Continue reading

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Cross training

Some think we’re simply running away not believing that what we are running to is something, someplace that needs us just as much as we need it Just the act of running moves you away from something, towards something else … Continue reading

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Renovating

Vestiges of then subtly shade the now today is decorated with yesterday’s hues accenting modern life with retro-chic shades life-makeovers via t.v. show gurus who use family tschotskes as odd focal points visual statements from an old magazine viewed in … Continue reading

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Like son, like father

The daughter of close friends looks at my son like that they have known each other since first grade – a time when looking at each other like that would have been unthinkable; icky, gross…dis-GUS-ting! Now she looks at him … Continue reading

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