Monthly Archives: February 2010

Strange Dreams

Strange dreams We awake atop the bluffs at Luffenholz Beach, just north of Arcata, just north of Moonstone Beach. Ven, Raquel and I decided to camp in a tent. The sounds and smells were heightened all night. I didn’t get … Continue reading

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Grin & Bear It

Grin & Bear It I don’t know why I hated houses so much. Maybe they reminded me of the house I never had, the house I didn’t grow up in. I never met my dad, and mom kicked the bucket when I … Continue reading

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I Move for Love

I Move for Love In 1987, I moved for the only reason I ever have: love. We’d met at Boy Bar, a club on St. Mark’s in the heart of NY’s East Village. Doug was bound for St. Kitts, a family vacation. … Continue reading

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The Wait

The Wait She lies in bed, wondering: what will it be like? The end. Fran waits, apathetically, hoping the telephone will ring and it will be someone she likes on the other end. Lately, it’s mostly bill collectors’. Or it’s … Continue reading

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Olympic Judge

The Olympics “I love the Olympics,” she said, her enthusiasm showing on her beaming face. “I even cried when they played the national anthem for Bode Miller. When he finally won his gold medal.” “Uh huh,” he said, turning the stocks page … Continue reading

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Parrot Man

Parrot Man It was our first morning on the beach. Perfect sun, scant clouds on the low horizon, my tummy full of fresh mango, papaya and pineapple. We’d arrived at our resort late last night after an entire day of travel, mainly … Continue reading

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The Lunchbox

The Lunchbox The day is unrelenting, and yet it’s still early morning. His alarm sounds way too soon. She is tired of waking up at the crack of dawn, in complete darkness, the daylight reducing. She’s just tired. Period. The acrid smell … Continue reading

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Mail Order Bride

Mail Order Bride I’m 19 next Wednesday and I’ve never used a tampon. Too scared to ask anyone. Not such big deal. I mean, for some people, but not me. No one ever tell me. I had no parents, at … Continue reading

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Dana Hill

DANA HILL I was lying in bed, and the muffled tones of my parents voices drifted through the heat register. “What about them?” I heard Dad say. “Oh, Dirk. You know that this isn’t about them. Don’t drag them into it.” … Continue reading

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Box Within a Box

Box Within a Box I was bored, waiting for my friend to call, but that was nothing new. My mother, Judy used to say, “Just find something to do.” I’d whine, “But there isn’t anything to do.” She’d say, “I’m … Continue reading

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