Monthly Archives: April 2011

18 of 30. For Katherine

She’s in California now, in the happiest little city you can think of. Her hair is lighter from the sun, and maybe from California’s finest stylist. She hardly wears makeup anymore, because her skin is gold all over. Her bedroom is … Continue reading

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17 of 30. More Stuff I’ve Learned

Write in sentences. Use normal punctuation unless you have a good reason for doing otherwise. Probably you don’t. Exceptions prove the rule. Know the rules well enough to be an exception. {How much, how many, how often, how good?} Sometimes … Continue reading

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16 of 30. Deadbolt

the chains on the door in the factory the piano keys buried in dust the small springs and little blue felt parts we are made so small so wonderfully locked in simple secrets oneword.com

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15 of 30

If I let the keys talk and learn to keep my shoes silent the words will unfold like paper cranes the prayers will float or fly above the sea it will always be the Atlantic home is where I put … Continue reading

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14 of 30

Add new move the flowers cut out the bricks from the building but leave lines of cement for framing we are closer to death than yesterday but the snow globe is still on the bookshelf unmoved by the days or … Continue reading

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13 of 30

There is a new one, so little, born yesterday after New York’s wildest rain. The sun pushed its face up out of the water, over the bridges, and Jolie, our little pretty fell into her mother’s hands in the bedroom … Continue reading

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12 of 30. My Favorite Roommate

she pushed her peanut butter and jelly into my chin and what was I supposed to do? every almost two year old loves to say no and giggle and wake up wondering about who made the color pink and whether … Continue reading

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11 of 30. Flip

She showed me a series of pictures and I smiled in my daze of fuzzy that 2nd grade teachers and dance teachers surround me with. Her fingernails long and peeling dark red paint, the sound of flipping. A man standing … Continue reading

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10 of 30. Severe (again, 60 second writing prompt)

how are you gonna give me the same word two days in a row? the vitamin bottle smashes in the bathroom she pulls at her ten page paper like it is taffy the books we read the woman with a … Continue reading

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8 of 30. Severe (a 60 second writing prompt)

http://oneword.com/ she put the words in my mouth the kind of speak and oranges we are beets raging against the time seconds pulling at our skirts and trousers the irish boys who call me too present i am too aware … Continue reading

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