Monthly Archives: August 2016

The pink question mark of chance

I asked Dawn if she wants to pet the dog to please do it outside because she’s shedding again and I have to vacuum like every day, and though it’s only the den, it fills the canister in just one … Continue reading

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Touched by autumn’s finger

A low pressure system came down from British Columbia, had us in a headlock all week, the house around 60 with the windows open in the morning, you could almost see your breath. I was out in the dark one … Continue reading

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Up Red Marble Quarry Road, Waitts Lake, Washington

I thought it was the shadow of a butterfly but it was just a leaf falling, they’ve started gathering on the ground. More days in the hammock with just the sound of wind chimes and jets, birds, kids: realizing I … Continue reading

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What I learned giving speeches when I was 12

In last week’s Democratic National ConventionĀ comedian Sarah Silverman quoted her shrink, who said ‘we don’t get what we want, we get what we think we deserve.’ I don’t remember why I chose to compete in an oratorical contest when I … Continue reading

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