aging
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Keep Choosing
Three of my closest friends died in the past few years. My brother and my best friend years before. Others have been lost to other causes, some still mysterious. I knew this happens with age. I could say I expected it. But I didn’t. Continue reading
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IT COULD BE WORSE
We have encountered a bit of an obstacle, the kind that line up on the road of aging. And as we often do on that road, we keep going, though perhaps not as quickly nor as gymnastically as we did on the younger roads. Continue reading
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Snapshot Poem 19 July 02026
Snapshot Poem 19 July 02026 | we grow old / we shrink / we diminish / Continue reading
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What I’m Afraid to Write About (Brave Blogging)
//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js “There's no point going in the water if I'm not going to swim,” I say, firmly, in a dream This was a few days after I began the Brave Blogging class. Swimming has long been a metaphor for me about diving down, going deep with my writing. It seems that, even asleep,… Continue reading
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July 12, 02008 — REVISED
It’s a dark night, a slight moon. The scar remains, pale silent stitches from wrist past elbow. She held herself together. She healed. They used a saw to remove the cast. It screamed. She wakes in the breeze of the ceiling fan, sinks into deep mattresses; the sweetness of strawberries; tart lemon cake; the… Continue reading
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