Monthly Archives: February 2008

begin

After the grandchildren leave— and I am certain the same was true when their parents were their age— our carpets, in fact, all horizontal surfaces, are littered—nay, saturated— with what could be confetti, but is more likely small visible bits … Continue reading

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simple

You can trust a child to see with the clarity of an ant this crumb be food to scream at dinner and throw beet juice at a white suit when the universe is misaligned Oh, that children could vote.

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tires

We were standing under my dripping car He shook his consternation won’t last long he said increasing my shaken consternation tread’s almost a gonner he said see here? he said I looked with consternation and no comprehension but wisely as … Continue reading

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