Monthly Archives: January 2010

After the silence what will you say?

My pitch is this:  silence.  Silence is the fucking worst.  Silence allows you to imagine horror.  It gives you space and opportunity to build the worst possible scenario.  It isn’t what goes bump in the night that will get us.  It’s the stealthy, silent thing.… Read more

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Tat

At this point we can all agree, I am not fond of postponing pleasure.  So when I resolved to get a tattoo on Sunday, but got bumped to Thursday, I debated chucking the whole idea.  What do I need three tattoos for anyway?  But I’ve… Read more

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All the armor you can carry

Can you protect children from grief?  To what extent?

“Why did she leave us?”

“School.  She left to go to school.”

“Do you miss her?”

“Sometimes.”

“I miss her.”

“She misses you too.”

“How do you know?”

How do I know?  Educated guess.  Wishful thinking.… Read more

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Cold

Stand there.  Just there.  Let the light from the window fall upon you. Let it crash.  Let it creep and climb.  I have kept this much secret.  And nothing else.  In the dark, at the edge of the trees, shadow changes shape in the breeze.… Read more

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Belt loop

Her first bicycle is an orange Raleigh.  A dragon, she thinks.  And the day her father takes off the training wheels, she watches, and imagines fire bellowing out before her like a call to arms.  She rides down the slope of the parking lot, faster,… Read more

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