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At the Lip of the Swimming Lake

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You are the odd mom out, the one who doesn't hang with the pack of moms, the one they don't really get. You are standing at the lip of the swimming lake. It is a family camp in the summer, you are there with your husband, your kid's schoolmates, their parents and…


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Where we live, at the edge of the foothills at the east edge of town, fire is always a worry during the summer, and this has been an exceptionally dry year.

Summer Circa 1960

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A latch key boy, free/ to do the stupidest things-- like jumping// off the carport roof clutching a homemade/ flying machine that couldn’t fly

A New Kind of Madness

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in my youth I was enamored of the moon—that is to say, lunacyI applauded the bizarre in natureI appropriated the gratuitous from dreamsI drank brashness and frenzy from bookswhat mad things I did!(throwing a bucket of water on the naked couple in the bed)what…

The Fierceness of Lemons

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Their neighbor came over with a bag of lemons, camped in the hall and watched her make tea in the kitchen. She was wearing slippers and Sam was out for an eighteen hour run, training for an eighty mile race. He said the lemons were…

Touching Jim

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He introduced me to key lime pie, and for this alone I would have loved him forever. It was an innocent time for me, and I was easy to please.

Bullshit Aeneid

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Of arms and the man...

5 True Things

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5. When I feel the need to pray because I am too filled with joy or too afraid I pick a tree within view and pray to it.

The Piano Player’s Dead Rejoice

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Requires one of those leaps.

Balboa Egret

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Old Vibrations

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There's always a sound, something triggering the fear.

A Letter Opener

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Inside that envelope was a letter, I'm happy to report. It was from my foster child in Monte Carlo, a boy named Monty or Carlo, I can never remember which since he always signs his letters Sonny.

The Loneliest Girl(expanded version)

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is you. You made it into the latest dumping-ground in spite of their voted insults. In spite of being told you weren't even going to be dancing. The loneliest girl now looks perfectly trim and trendy. Her shimmering shorts fit her hips like a…


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pressing my hands into the voice in the bed,

The Handsome Man: A Play in Ten Short Scenes

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You Should Change at Jamaica

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"...across from me staring at my bare knees."

Pink Leggings

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Leggings, leggings, leggings red, yellow and green, any color really, became her raison d'être. Gartered leggings, puttees, trews of the Scottish Highlands, German's lederhosen, or buckskin leather worn by the American Indians, called leather…

A Circus Never to Return

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But on arrival Darlene was in no prompt mood to undress. "There's some ugly sumpthin' out there along the fence, looks like it's gnawin' on sumpthin' dead."


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If "1984" Had A More Upbeat Ending.....

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Momentarily Winston’s thoughts muddled again. He felt his fingers twitch, a physical sensation which seemed to accompany any recollection from the past. Most of his memories were moments he’d reiterated so many times during his stay in the Ministry of Lov

First Shot (39)

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...Amelia Earhart.

The Gray Woods

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I control my breathing and hide from you that I can, and will always forever. I have become expertly capable of hiding, losing myself in drawers and behind houses, beneath the earth inside a hollowed out pine.

First Shot (40)

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Previously Salzwedel brings his student out to the car where Blow discovers the student is not a boy, as he had assumed. Sarah, the student, blurts out that she blames herself for her grandfather's death.

Living Alone

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The thing about living alone is, you’ve got no one to scratch your back. If it’s a whisper of an itch, a fleeting thing, it can usually be taken care of by leaning casually against a doorframe and swaying back and forth. Which can actually be quite nice,

Billing Notice

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Due to recent enhancements to our billing system, the rate per unit for your basic service can no longer be determined.

The Artist Wannabe

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"it’s easier to write a poem about a tulip tree"

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Same Grape, Different Name

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on this scenic route you will likely encounter a handful of bicycle spoke lobster traps.

The Family of Unsharpened Pencils

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and pressed an area on my forehead between my eyes