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list

Some friends of ours call the breakfast table recitation of ills an organ recital. As we age there are other lists with generic names: who’s dead who’s dying who’s sick who’s taking these medications who’s taking those who’s going down … Continue reading

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Metcalfe

here’s the thing: I knew only the edges of the man to others went the task of knowing him yet here I am writing of his life and death stewing in my ignorance so you get this form of ignorance … Continue reading

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gray

She poses on the couch our old cat, Circe, reading our emotions as she sits. She waits for sun to shift around the heavens and bring the warmth to her arthritic hip. At noon she likes to walk around the … Continue reading

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