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Dance Like Nobody’s Watching

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You Built the Fire

Cozy flannel and rocking chairs. Comfy lap and soft hands, sweet soothing lullabies- You made us new pajamas every year. I got to string the elastic through! Laundry every Monday morning- watching you haul the monstrous washing machine to the … Continue reading

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Read Me a Story

Things to Do: 1) Have a grown up birthday party at the children’s section of Book People where they read us stories and give us snacks. Selections from: Freedom (Franzen) Blonde (Oates) Chronicles (Bob Dylan) The Magician’s Assistant (Patchett) The … Continue reading

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Ode to Socks

Bare feet are great in the summer in the tropics and absolutely required on the beach. Bare feet are sweet. But when the wind blows in from the North and the sun retreats. Sweet retires in defeat. Socks!  Oh Socks! … Continue reading

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My Own Private Chernobyl

25 years ago on April 26, 1986, the world as we knew it changed forever with the explosion of the nuclear plant at Chernobyl. As the news of the catastrophe spread and the whole world held its breath in fear, … Continue reading

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Baking

This is one of my favorite pictures of my mother, Eva. She’s in her element, poised, masterful, and happy. Her family is visiting and as usual we have requested that she bake for us. We all remember our childhood days … Continue reading

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Barefoot Pilgrimage

Every morning while still in my soft dreamworld before the reality of nuclear explosions and villages swept away and bodies tangled and mangled by guns and bombs I take a barefoot pilgrimage to pay homage to my garden. to the … Continue reading

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The Girl Who Was Turned into a Rock, Wrote a Play about a Rock Who Played Saxaphone, and Became a Rock n Roll Singer

This is a story about rocks, rocking, and rock’n’roll. It’s a story about a little girl and a bad teacher. Yes, there are bad teachers, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t support the teachers in Wisconsin, and Austin, and … Continue reading

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We Write Like Fire Dancing

We write like fire dancing. Muscling massive torch thoughts. Flinging spark messages, brief tattoos on the darkness. We write like toddlers slurping popsicles. Dripping. Sticky. No napkins. No manners. No choice! Sometimes we write struggling like the salmon forcing her … Continue reading

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Love Beyond Compare

Love Beyond Compare Ross Richard-Crow Sitting at the center of the quickly spinning wheel The universe’s revolving but the center’s very still Let go of what you’re thinking, Let go of what you feel Chorus And you know why, you … Continue reading

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