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It was a curvy road finding you
But when our eyes touched joined in our new world I could do nothing but stare and wonder what it would take to know you to hold you and then we said hello Cedar Mountain was ours but it couldn’t keep us You belonged to the shore but my heart was yours You were in…
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Turning 30 not so bad Vegas-style
It wasn’t my birthday, of course. I’ve been 30 for an entire 6 months now (ick.) This time, it was Susan’s turn to exit her 20s, and we did it Vegas-style. After taking a red-eye home and sleeping all day, I’m still adjusting back to East Coast time. I am tired, dehydrated, and out-of-whack. But…
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Irregulars
You haven’t seen me wearing my new red pants. In the irregulars section for ten dollars cheaper I got a small tear in the left back pocket. Nothing a little thread won’t fix. You told me she dreamed of you and her, I flared red and ripped into what you call trust, I call…
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Daytona Beach, Florida
We are drinking Korbel and Kahlua, when the clock hits midnight in China, we are kissing like the end of the world is coming even though we know it isn’t. Sorority girls jump on the bed, In the corner guys yell Marine chants And on the porch some people are smoking a joint. It’s midnight…
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Dirty Laundry
Sometimes when I concentrate with all I have I can remember the first time you fell asleep with your head in my lap and I thought the little noises your nose and mouth made were sweet. I remember loving the little stuffed animal you brought me even though it came from the gas station where you…
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My new toy
Ok, so a new monitor is really not that big of a deal, but I was working on a 19″ standard before. Of course, I use my laptop as a second monitor, so it wasn’t all bad, even before. This new one is a 24″ Dell, and, as you see in the picture, I can design magazine…
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My reading room
It only exists in my mind. I stand in my empty sunroom (empty except for my turtle tank and a coffee table … furnishing a house takes time!) and I imagine the built-in bookshelves, my favorite Crate and Barrel couch and a lamp that reaches over the couch to give me just the perfect amount of…
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Pieces of short stories
I was going through some of my old prose and found a document dated 1999 that I had entitled “short story ideas” and I had written pieces of prose. I always meant to go back and expand on these. So strange to look at something I wrote 9 years ago … Here is one of…
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I am addicted to coffee.
It started my sophomore year of high school. My parents are coffee drinkers, and they always had a fresh pot around. I never paid much attention to it, as coffee was for “grown ups.” Then one morning, after a late-night phone conversation with Kyle, I was bemoaning to him between classes that I was tired and…
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It’s tough being a wing woman
Being a wing woman takes skill. When your friend is of the opposite sex, you have to make it clear that the two of you are not together. When your friend is of the same sex, you have to make it clear you are not interested in the person she is interested in. You have…