Category Archives: aging

Party

He shakes his silvered head like an old stallion comprehending little but oats and sugar cubes. Gaiety surges around tables: white water roaring past giant solitary boulders. Servers bring salads, cheeses lasagnas, chicken, roast boar— tastebuds decline, overwhelmed. A tango … Continue reading

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clearing out the essentials

My wife began the day with an ominous word: “Okay—” More than the word it’s the pause; I hear thunder in the furniture and lightning in the shelves and if the elves can’t handle this, we’ll do it by ourselves— … Continue reading

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at the border

The customs officer is bored and in a hurry fog and scattered snowflakes fill the empty sky the woods the road he sends us through hardly looking at us My wife releases her grip the receipts passport justifications flutter to … Continue reading

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