Tag Archives: Hipstamatic

Twenty6

Twenty6 A to Z. All of them. The letters in my words drift away, unmoored, torn away, taken down, by a rip current. I have twenty6 to work in to something to say, but they, like me, are em ty. … Continue reading

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Jun 2012

Being white and dancing is a lesson, is a burden to bear, is a leveler, is a kind of unarguable truth. I would watch Bubba, my friend, my black friend, dance. We were 13. It was so odd to me. … Continue reading

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365…+1

About the time that my son had made it to one year, I published my latest post, #365, a year’s worth. Took me three years. The last year felt like three in some ways and like three minutes in some … Continue reading

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4th

Summers are getting poignant.   When I was younger the summer’s were relentlessly, joyously moving in one direction, like a river.  They unfolded new and without a past. Now I still float along in my summer, but I am seeing … Continue reading

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Jellyfish Four Ways

Your hair fell like Grace Kelly’s, a perfect swish off the shoulder, in my mind. In the ocean the jellyfish swayed sexy-like. At the same time I knew I saw beauty in a way that fed me and I felt … Continue reading

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