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Is this the writer's block of which they speak?
I have not written any more on the NaNaWriMo story I started in 07. Every so often it knocks on my door and asks me what will happen next...and I don't really know ( Read more... ) -
Brother, we're sorry
God has said ( Read more... ) -
You, retreating
Only the back of your Holy Head ( Read more... ) -
Dmitiry
Lay me down on a snow whilte bower ( Read more... ) -
The Theory of String
Pink and green varigated
fingering weight spills
from the shlf of the coat
closet. The final row
of ruffles unravels;
the layette packed
haphazard after
a second trimester
heartache.
Anxious knitting is tight and pulled
Circular needles fammed ( Read more... ) -
Single Hand Stranding
The Fair Isle children
hold hands for the dance
The twisting commences
As strands are woven
right side, wrong
Knit together with motifation,
a Navy, A White
so crisp, so sharp
Their song calls the needle
garters front to back;
Sleeves, left and right
Purls of love
for a Grandchild -
three dreams
1) I was part of a family of sexual deviants and serial killers. Our parents (not David and/or Nancy) were married despite the fact they were first cousins. That is as far as their impropriaty went. But they had eight children, one more messed up than the next. There was a pediphile brother who was unrestrained by society or law. Two black widow ( Read more... ) -
Absolutely no sense of recognition
Picked up a Portals of Prayer, from January 09, and out fell several index cards. Written in my hand. Not sloppily like I was going under, but neatly and intellegently.
Here are the four bullet points I made note of:
1. "Strange Fire" - that's all it said. Strange fire is present when a priest tried to make an offering outside the presence of the ( Read more... ) -
Thoughts on the generations
This is the sort of stuff that tosses and turns in my mind when I'm tossing and turning at night, not sleeping. Composed at 2 a.m., and it still makes sense by the light of day.
Thoughts on the generations~
My grandmother is a first born daughter, my mother is a first born daughter, I am a first born daughter, and I have a first born daughter. We ( Read more... ) -
Sweet sweet success
Finally, the Social Security Disability hearing has happened. I spent an hour talking to a judge on a humongous television as we conducted a video interview. My rep was sitting next to me, both of us on camera being broadcast to the Orland Park Judges chambers. On the phone was a vocational expert witness that none of us could hear very well, but ( Read more... )