Between Us

The rain pounded softening the city. Tango followed. [imagebrowser id=23] ...

The Olympics

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I don't think anyone should be alarmed by friendly military, and ...

Today, March 17, 2012

Lack of imagination -- fixed point of view. Size varies. Filled with giants and elves roaming our story-lands ...

The Storm Breaks

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Contemplating Line ...

Not Knowing

Not knowing is the best way know. My fingers flow so smoothly, typing-- spacing jumping around, around and soothing. Gingrich ...

heaven

is her name, little pageant girl behind which... everyone  sees these youngest girls shaking their booties (please reference toddlers and ...

No News News,

Daddy's had a stroke, One day from Iowa and how the cycle repeats itself discussing what has been discussed. now ...

Some First Letters

dad writes last week this is a new time counter   writing a few letters singing the blues, nobody knows...no ...

Birds Fly Against The Rain

in Wisconsin on the porch, another storm. [singlepic id=197 w=1410 h=360 float=] ...

Looney Lake Storm

Late Night
Wisconsin the sky crackling, ...

Occupy Wall Street March to Time Square

Occupy Wall Street March to Time Square
View from 46th Street, October 15th, 2011 ...

Dinosaur Egg Has Me Steal a Car

1. Margaux is pregnant and her egg is in a shoebox on the top shelf. I take it down, cradling ...

Istanbul Memories

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Your browser does not support the video tag Drinking my apple tea, here in New York, thinking about Cappadocia, Abundant ...

Foreign Lands

The spaces shift, the path adjusts. Among the people, I am foreign looking for the women's baths, caught with pants ...

Pale Bodies

As I walked through the room towards the door out, wondering how she could monitor so calmly the bodies which ...

Bits and Pieces

Michael was putting lipstick on. Twice. Our father glancing. . My legs unshaven, flowing with hairs. Hairs sticking out of ...

Illusions

I can come to the party, too. Walking down the sidewalk, I see ___  Z and my daughter and a few ...

Fingers

My fingers froze up, bent one on top of the other, not quite able, reaching, crunched. My left hand folded, ...

The Broken Bloom

There had been violence. Man-made of course, but nature also had a hand. I scanned the bank, and, with a ...

Self-portrait

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In the Mirror ...

The Shore (a series)

Though she doesn't quite make sense, I understand her. And say so. See, she is still here, picking up the ...