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Despair
The most accurate word to describe the times we are living in is despair. There are those people who can continue without noticing the darkness inside of them. Even they are stumbling. The children are feeling despair. Very little for them to do about it. Days come and go. Rain falls. I notice the children’s […]
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Wishes
I wish I could write: “Last night I dreamed of Manderley”, but last night I dreamt of my father. It was the strangest dream I’ve ever had. I was on vacation with some friends, and I had promised my father to go on vacation with him. We were settling into our rooms when suddenly I […]
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The Shrink
I keep playing tricks on my psychiatrist. I know this is insane but isn’t that why I’m seeing him? Sometimes I bring out large animal masks and when the Zoom starts present myself as a tiger or a lion. He can’t seem to stop laughing. I love this so much that I keep doing it. […]
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Save or Toss
We save what we can now because there’s so little space left. Yesterday I noticed San Francisco had slipped partially into the bay. As I was packing up yet another box I noticed I was no longer attached to a baby photo of myself, holding a doll that look like it had been drowned. I […]
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Dead or Alive
Every time I get sick, I think I’m going to die. A simple cold becomes the beginnings of sinus problems, which turn into a brain tumor and before I know it, I’m making the decision between cremation and burial all by myself. Then, miraculously, the cold leaves, and I forget that I actually thought I […]
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Why I Changed My Mind…
“Why I changed my mind about Meghan and Harry” I’ve been looking forward to the Netflix documentary about Meaghan and Harry just like a lot of folks who are British royal family fans. It’s a harmless and pleasant pursuit during this never-ending time of “staying home with Covid” and we are all desperate for things […]
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Charles Simic
POETRYJanuaryCharles Simic Children’s fingerprintsOn a frozen windowOf a small schoolhouse.An empire, I read somewhere,Maintains itself through The cruelty of its prisons.
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Winter Garden
Winter garden Not breathing.
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Evening splendor
So good to look out my window
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Paris
Good to get out in the world
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