Monthly Archives: March 2010

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Landan’s Lie

Everything he had been told was a lie. Since the day he was born, he was told that he was normal (if normal meant extraordinarily special). He was bright, clever and witty and had a great penchant for reading novellas. Despite the fact that he

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The Oracle

An accidental photograph reveals her for what she really is. Just another Human being, as vulnerable as the next one. Not defensive, opinionated, the voice of all disapproval, just another person. One who is aging and has lost some of her hardness. Her body melts

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Gamma’s Hands

“Baby, Grandma understands That you really love that man Put yourself in Jesus’ hands Grandma’s hands…” ~ Bill Withers, Grandma’s Hands She keeps doing the dishes, while I spill my guts all over the kitchen table– scrubbing pans, as I’m recounting sins.  There be no

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Table Lessons

Everything I know about women, I learned from underneath my grandmother’s kitchen table. An only child to a single mother, I spent more time with Grandma Edna than anyone else. When I was four, maybe five, I’d hide under the round oak table whenever my

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Domestic Goddess

Chuck looked up from his cereal, his spoon poised and milk dribbling from it back into the bowl. He blinked as another pot went crashing into the dish drainer. Then loud rattling and splashing and clinking resumed amidst a steady note of running water. He