Author: lucindaw

  • “The Red Kerchief” Claud Monet

    “The Red Kerchief” Claud Monet

    I wanted him to notice me. It wasn’t that difficult to see what I wanted. In winter he stayed inside all the time. Painting. He was. All the time. Winter, always a danger to everyone, young and old. No freedom in winter. Too much freedom for him. I wandered by that day wearing red, A […]

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  • Colonoscopy Time

    I am writing because I wanted to express my concern about the medical centers across the country that perform common procedures like colonoscopies on a daily basis. While I understand that Covid has changed a lot about how one interacts with patients, I was very disappointed to be treated in the way I was prior […]

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  • A Sign

    A Sign

    A Sign My Daughter has been dead for nearly three years and I haven’t heard a word from her until yesterday, that is. You may think that sounds weird, but I was a big believer in communication with the dead. Before she died, I believed there were all sorts of ghosts, spirits and parents out […]

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  • Academy Awards

    This year I find the Academy awards to be so moving that I am constantly in tears. As a matter of fact, I can’t believe I have the capacity to cry for so many hours. There’s so many things that people have said that have been so hopeful to me that I can’t believe and […]

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  • Billy Eilish

    I love Billy Eilish!!!!

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  • Person in a Lake

    Person in a Lake

    There’s a moment when a child stops playing just for her as there is “Another” watching. The play become something other than sole imaginary play and is now “observed” play. The child comes out of her unconscious and is now conscious of her presence in the world No one really remembers this moment except me, […]

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  • Aquatic Entertainer

    My Life as an Aquatic Entertainer.     In another life I was an aquatic entertainer because I needed to practice my breathing. I suffered from anxiety and worried nightly about remembering to breathe. I could barely sleep.Sometimes this fear kept me up for hours. Aquatic entertainers are required to hold their breath for a […]

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  • It’s that kind of dream…

    It’s that kind of dream day

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  • Oh Russia

    Oh Russia     Russia… I hear symphonies and underlying notes of soulful loss and pieces of Dostoyevsky and still she lumbers forward with Tchaikovsky attending to the beat and refuses to look far ahead at the leader who is stomping angrily in the snow looking for the borderline knowing this earth belongs to him […]

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  • Marla Ruzicka

    Marla Ruzicka

    Let’s talk about war. It’s so cold here that the moon withdrew itself last night. The fur on people’s dogs stopped  shedding for the day. I heard the word “honor” in connection with the memorial I saw from the second world war and I thought why is it honorable to be in a war or […]

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