Category: Work life
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After a day of too many and the wrong words
Time was when I could shake and tap the side of my head to relieve the gurgle of what should not have fallen in. But I hold no defense against your words, nor ways to excise them: sometimes sharp, stabbing, sometimes dull, aching; sometimes contagious, gathering up many benign, many wrenching images, turning them slick,…
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I say, tilting my head
,” I say, tilting my head adjusting my earring, you holding my coat and scarf as if you are my servant, laughing with eased waists, as if we are sisters. At the front desk, you say, “go figure,” shrugging, I nod, pay, tip, sun streaming, warming everything it lights, you disappear into the back office,…
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Trinity Grille, Denver
The waiter doubts me, a worn heap retreating into simplicity and slight self-abnegation. I prepare myself to fold into the priestly realm of sleep. Do I look like a stewardess tonight, drinking my white wine and sipping my French onion soup (in this bar, at this time of night, overstating the feminine)? But I am…
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Haiku for Lake Shore Drive
Cars, haughty and rushed, hiding drivers’ eyes and thoughts from the pensive sea.
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Thank you for emailing
Thank you for emailing at nine thirty-four last night with seven exclamation marks. And thank you
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