Monthly Archives: May 2009

’tis lap a pal, ‘s it?

Did you just turn as you passed and subtly smile back at me before you hurried on? I watched your back recede but did not need to exchange formulae or other recipes. “How are you?” You would say “Fine,” I … Continue reading

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giant

This poem I wrote in early morning after another night in the sleep lab. CPAP is not a cure; it is an affliction too. Continue reading

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get aways

I have written about this before. Dying is a selfish act. But then, so is living. Continue reading

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