Category Archives: aging

Remark

“I wish I was better looking” The words crackled in the air like bread stuck in the toaster: “Deal with me instantly or I’ll stink up the kitchen!” What is it about toasters — they never work: if they don’t … Continue reading

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F

“F” poses a problem for me; it stands for “Father” but because I had a tragicodramatic relationship with him an anagram also comes into play: “there is no ‘he’ in FART” and of course, that is pretty profound psychologically, since … Continue reading

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keltik knot

O we are intertwined my love woven: in sleep we are as one; no gravity can cut off blood from limb: they lie this beneath that that over this I would not ever extricate nor try this arm from that … Continue reading

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