Monthly Archives: September 2016

The Gift of Life

Breathing is an automatic response.  The diaphragm falls; air fills the lungs.  The diaphragm rises, pushing out the air. The action is repeated over and over again, without any mental acrobatics on our part. So it was with me for … Continue reading

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Grandma’s Gift

When I was a little girl, probably five or six years of age, someone gave me an old, cheap plastic doll. It’s arms and legs moved and I could rotate its head a bit to the right or left. Its … Continue reading

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Mystery Unfolded

I don’t know for sure why I am who I am But I can guess It could be because I was raised in a Conservative, controlling family In which I was expected to marry young Like at fourteen But I … Continue reading

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The Real Deal

Every day I pack my bag with Swimsuit and fresh beach towel And drive to the gym Optimistic that a few pounds will be shed Just enough to make a slight difference I drive past workers stringing new telephone lines … Continue reading

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Night Visitors

Imagine the dead walking at night Arising from their daytime beds To visit. To observe. I think of my mother and what she’d say How she’d bend down and count the wrinkles Around my eyes and comment about my age … Continue reading

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