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Importance and pain
How could something so important be so painful? My brother gave me the DVDs that rerecorded all the reel-to-reel tapes we sent to and received from Uncle Dee when he was in Vietnam. They talk about my unborn brother in anticipation. He died. I hear my beloved uncle as the boy I remember — not much… Read more
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Fingerprints
See, this is what happens when I clean. I awakened this morning and leaped into a flurry of activity, cleaning the walls, the doors and the jambs, the railings and the sills. I’d used bleach with water to scrub and disinfect them all and I must have put in too much bleach because I seem… Read more
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Counting down to the new year
Wiping down the counters, starting the dishwasher, yes got off work early and I’m home alone. I toss the rag into the sink and see chocolate cake with chocolate frosting on the counter. The cake is three days old, uncovered, dried out, but old chocolate frosting is one of my guilty pleasures. I reach out… Read more
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Dead orchid
Melanie trounced past carrying a plastic vase with two lifeless stems protruding. Her dead orchid. I laughed; she said she didn’t understand how it could die. How could Walmart keep it alive and she couldn’t? I realized the square pot could be helpful as I look to re-pot my green, leafy vine-things. (No, I’ve never… Read more