Something I never wanted
Jan 14, 2025

although I never wanted kids, in the past several years, there have been a few moments when I took a joy in enjoyed having children in mylife, surprising moments, surprised by what the felt like. I never understoo why people…

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losing things
Jan 14, 2025

lost my house lost my memory lost my car lost my photos lost my yearbooks lost my treehouse lost what nature had given me lost my identity lost what I gained lost my structure lost my footing lost my sense…

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Journeys and Journalling
Jan 14, 2025

I’m never at a loss for words!

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Bringing Something I Have Lost
Jan 14, 2025

It was a guessing game. Annette would not tell Peter what it was. She claimed if he had “instincts” about her—as he claimed to have—he’d realize what was important for her to possess, distressing for her to have lost. He’d…

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Bringing Something I have Lost
Jan 14, 2025

"So you have come before me to tell me you had captured the shifter child you were sent to rescue. This is regular court business. Why have you requested a private audience?" The clear, rounded-smooth words of the Queen rang…

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All Rise
Jan 14, 2025

"Benny," I said, in a whisper-shout because court would be in session at any moment. "Yeah." Gruff and manly, that's how I like them. Not a whisper or a shout, just a grunt of a quick, staccato reply. "She's here,"…

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Fake and War
Jan 13, 2025

Before it was fake, it was news. News has always been fake to a certain extent. Yellow journalism at turn of the century. All fake. News of the Gulf of Tonkin incident that got the US into Vietnam. Fake. Nixon…

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Vocab
Jan 13, 2025

My Grandson is learning to talk. He doesn’t know it yet, he’s just being companionable, repeating back to us our nonsensical syllables in delightful squawks and gurgles and inexplicably encouraging and saliva filled Bronx cheers. I love his talk. I…

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New words crowding the old
Jan 13, 2025

New words, from new worlds. Here, on the cusp of a new emerging, the unknown unfolding before us as the old is, literally burning, drowning, being stripped away. Standing on the cusp, of what, we do not know. What will…

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White Christmas
Jan 13, 2025

Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. White Christmas guaranteed. I stepped out of the car and immediately checked out the snow. Dry. Powdery. Nice. Growing up and living in New England, winter was my favorite season. I loved stepping out of the house…

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