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A Person, A Place, A Thing

The female lies slumped on the floor in a clumsy imitation of the recovery position. Dressed in an orange and black tiger print onesie of worn fleece with a rip in the left heel, her face is obscured by thick twists of black hair generously traced with ribbons of grey whose dripping ends flutter against the tensed jaw and rounded lips curling slightly away from even, gritted teeth through which passes a low, strangled, keening sound: its muted timbre and erratic rhythms reminiscent of chanting. Rounded shoulders push out the right arm at an awkward angle, highlighting the only visible hand with its ashen skin where multiple swellings push bloated surface into shiny, smooth peaks; and pulse as though on the cusp of bursting.
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A Picture-Perfect Moment

1000 Words Take Two
Photo courtesy of Cheri Lucas.

The tram clutters its way clumsily up the slow incline; its bell clanking noisily to notify those nearby of its presence. She laughs at its wheezy passing as she imagines that she and her husband sound something similar as they slowly make their way up the low, broad steps.

She turns to study the man walking beside her. The aqua and white stripes of his t-shirt stretch to accommodate the generous belly that makes him ideal for the role of Santa that he plays for the local children at the end of every year. His profile is one she has studied for 46 years and slept beside for 43.
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theories and suspicions

“So you just do what you gotta do,
My wild sweet love.
Though it may mean that I’ll never kiss
those sweet lips again –
Pay that no mind.
Find that dappled dream of yours:
Come on back and see me when you can.”

– Nina Simone: Do What You Gotta Do

I write about all manner of subjects – whether good, bad or indifferent.  For me, the process of writing is about working things out.
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distinguishing Miles from Coltrane

“But the wood is tired, and the wood is old.
And we’ll make it fine, if the weather holds.
But if the weather holds, we’ll have missed the point:
that’s where I need to go”

– Indigo Girls: The Wood Song

Over the years, I have found that putting pen to paper is a vital part of working things out in my head (and heart); and discovering how I feel about the subject.
The act of framing a situation, an emotion or a condition with my own words is very healing and often revealing.
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