Charlotte's Web - E. B. White (1952) I had to read this novel as a kid and of course, we watched the movie on the big projector in the school gym as the capstone to the unit. Those were the good old days. If you've never read the young adult novel, it's worth your afternoon. [...]
Tag: i was just thinking
The Hush
This is a long one. Get some tea. --d Last night I learned that a young man from around my way had died. Over the past several weeks, he has been in the hospital largely unresponsive and plainly diminished. There was hope but little. There was discussion of his illness but little. He was just. [...]
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Cracks in the Facade
In December of last year my father suffered a heart attack. If there’s a such thing as a freak heart attack, his was one. My dad is no Jack Lalane, but despite his penchant for fried chicken wings and bacon, he’s a pretty fit dude according to his doctors. Up until that morning, he had [...]
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My Five Point Plan
1. Wherever you are, be all there. Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. Matthew 6:34 ESV 2. Believe in magic (if you want some). The greatest secrets are hid in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in [...]
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Dear John (for the brothers)
Dear You, I told myself that it was because of my father that I fell in love with you. I loved him in the unconditional way children typically love—without acknowledgement or understanding of flaws. My father’s flaws became part of my definition of all men. Once I stopped loving you all by default, I started [...]
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Damned Hoodies (Again)
On the day the Sharmeka Moffitt story broke, I worried aloud to one of my students that I was bringing my memories of the Tawana Brawley case to bear on my assessment of the case. I refused blogs and looked strictly to news sites for my details. In the days following my fears were realized--the [...]
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The Common Denominator
I’m surprised you’re not married. And no children? Wow. He sighs and gives me an approving once over. The obvious attraction bores me. First of all it's old--15 years of this conversation and your balls remain so shriveled that you cannot act on it? Boy, bye. I am tired of being interesting and beautiful; not [...]
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I Talk Shit To Myself (and maybe you should too)
I would lie and blame it on hypnotherapy. But it happened way before that. I'm a domestic under pressure. Stressed? I iron. Stalling to avoid some perceived craziness (like going to work)? Scrub the tub and wash the dishes. Company not coming (like ever)? Purge the place with incense and dust the baseboards. So it [...]
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Not a Metaphor To Your Name
Entry May 11 Some see you in similies... But I see you best unrelated...with not a metaphor to your name: your hair not like the silk of corn or spiders but like your hair, your mouth resembling nothing so wonderfully much as your mouth. Why should I say you are like a slender water bird [...]
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‘Bout to be epic
When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid. (Audre Lorde said it) It's gonna be epic, and I'm looking forward to it. (I said it)
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