Category: Writing
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Overwhelmed with Bliss
On the homestretch of my 3-month sabbatical, I am in New Mexico. Right now, April 24, a Sunday, I am sitting in the Historic Plaza of Santa Fe and I am overwhelmed with bliss. Here’s what led up to it: A little while ago I had huevos rancheros at The Burrito Spot. They were, in […]
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What Brought Me to this Page
I recently rediscovered the first words I ever wrote. When I was 4 and 5 years old, I lived with my family in North Bennington, Vermont where I attended The Prospect School. It was a big white clapboard building built on a hillside so that it had one story on the frontside and two stories […]
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Unsaved
You slimed onto this sidewalk,Following an instinct,Oozing toward a scent.Or, you ended up here by mistake,Your mistake.Congratulations! You make mistakes that are yours and yours alone. When I first glimpsed your slithering mass,I flinched,Then immediately softened, basking in all your glory.I took a picture, Wanting to remember how beautiful you were in your no-shell vulnerability.Birds […]
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Body of Water
The ocean. The Pacific Ocean. The Monterey Bay. West Cliff Drive. The cliffs themselves. The smell of ocean air, seldom as fresh as poetry pretends. A mixture of acrid salt, sand-heat rising like baked bread, rotting kelp, Pelican dung, and the occasional human off-gassing of Aqua Net, coconut tanning oil, and the incense of semi-legal […]
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The Day I Die
Someday I will die. I will die on the beach with its salt scent in my nose. The flies that were swirling orgiasitically upon some rotting kelp will catch a whiff of me and will shift over to attend to my passing. I will die with wet feet covered in sand and with seagulls squawking […]
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Beckoned
I did not create myselfDid not decide to show myself upon the EarthYet here I amThe birthmark on my right arm looking like a dwarf planetMy hamstrings as tight as the day is longI don’t know how I got hereOr maybe I doI got here with you Following the same trail of stardust and DNAArriving […]
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Percolating Coffee
Writing Prompt: “Tell me about your relationship with coffee.” Coffee has been there my entire life. I have a scar from when I was age 3 or 4 and I reached across the breakfast table to take something from my sister and I knocked the percolator pot onto my left forearm. My mom rushed in […]
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Stick Fort
I’m taking a writing course with Natalie Goldberg. Her method is to get you writing, to keep your hand moving across the page, to ignore the “Monkey Mind” that tells you that you have nothing to offer, and to heed the “Sweetheart” that tells you to just keep going. A big part of the course […]
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Apocalyptic Eucalyptus
Apocalyptic eucalyptusFalcon TalcumMansion MentionBanana ManiaGeronimo DominoEgregious PeachesCream-based Biscayne BayRambunctious Pumpkin UnctionFelonious Melon LotionAffable Laugh AppleFull Cauldron FulcromTim’s Kin’s RamekinsQuality Coiffed CoffeeMalleable Saluble BaubleTorqued Fork CorkTapped Nap ZapPhony Macaroni TestimonySavor Savior FlavorFlossed Mustard GustoSqueeze Teased FleasTasty Paste Flakes
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