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Mr. Glenfrankus peeled a mango with his hands. The juice got all over and was sticky under his finger nails. It was early, and that’s just how the mango needed to be peeled and Mr. Glenfrankus wasn’t to be told otherwise. He was sleepy and the kitchen was silent, just the humming breath of the [...]

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‘Twas hours and hours after dawn. The last guests were finally gone. Oh là, ça va, hélas, it’s time for bed. Oh my, leave me, my limbs feel like lead. With that, it fell silent, quiet and true. No time for trifles, worries, hitherto. Never was there an hour simply so full. But leave me [...]

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olympics.

7:30 on a brisk morning, pajamas and a winter jacket, barely awake and i’m crying in the car at a radio program. first, canadian women’s hockey overcame the americans, drinking champagne and smoking cigars crying in full uniform on the ice.  something about “you work you’re whole life for something” got me. “big bad americans [...]

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one cup, edge cracked.

I know a place where the green ivy grows longer, no news of the affairs of men only the occasional sound of fisherman’s whistle. What is this room? The sun shines and I boil my tea; When the moon comes I read stories. I have no news to report. Other than to know that eventually [...]

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This weekend I spent with Mad Dog margaritas, poems about siblings, Everclear, Zombies, a fishing trip, family in town from far, families coming together, and a forced order of mozzarella sticks. I got inspired at work today, which seems to happen often, and how often can you say that? Now, Ellen has been in the [...]

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I woke up incredibly angry this morning. What was I angry at? Myself. Why? Because last night, I had a vampire dream. I’m not going to tell you about the dream, just that they involved Twilight, and the mere embarrassment of that fact made me utterly angry. … at myself. ——- I remember that for [...]

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Triple Shot.

I told Ellen at a taco place that she needed to chew her ice after she finished her water. “It’s a tradition,” I said. “You know how I feel about tradition,” she said. “You keep that shit at home,” and it was one of the more profound things I’d heard in a while. If only… [...]

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entrance fee: $0 counting days is like snapping one’s fingers – every autumn passes like a dream.  

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Tip of the week… How to combat loneliness: body pillows. ——- On the way to Ellen’s house last weekend, I heard someone across the street say, “Someone just invited me to a party at my own house and I had no idea who they were.” I live in a college town. ——- At the checkout [...]

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I talked to a friend today who lives in northern Canada. She had just gotten back from a from a friend’s from dinner. The thing was that she left six days ago. There’s a term for it, I’m told, “storm-stayed.” During dinner, the snow came and there she had to stay for almost an entire [...]

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