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Matched Socks

The golden light and syrup heat

Of 5 p.m. in late July

Go suddenly cold and thick

Like oatmeal left too long.

I responded to some internal clock… 172 more words

Life As It Stands

Who you'd be today...

Earlier this month, I saw a post on Facebook about one of my stepson’s gymnastics friends who had gotten married to adorable young lady in California. 587 more words



I’m not generally a group person. I have belonged to book groups over the years, where I invariably tend to talk a lot.  As a rule, however, I’m more comfortable meeting people one on one, rather than being one of many sitting around a conference table. 867 more words

Getting Old


The least desirable male model in the room.
Che figata! The sweet, sticky, glowing
World fills the artist’s pocket. That claimed room.
It bleats with importance. 252 more words



What is the meaning of life?
I’ve lost my place in the dictionary.

I thumb through the pages seeking the definition,
man o’ war… 107 more words