Tag Archives: Morrissey

November spawned a monster

Rainy Thursday morning, Thanksgiving at the lake, all to myself. The level’s come up to the rocks, nowhere¬†to sit. Ginger has a private crap somewhere in the trees. The rain makes a pattern across the surface, little black dots rippling, … Continue reading

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Deep impression by a shallow pool

Gray smear of a Saturday too wet for yard work, it still seems everyone’s gone since the Fourth. You can hear a car engine coming a way’s away, they cut arcs around the bend and go in and out like … Continue reading

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‘Is evil something you are, or something you do?’

We’ve hung a roadside atlas of Scotland over the door in our flat, draped there like something we shot and dragged in for drying — it looks so big on paper, but you can see much of it we’ve covered … Continue reading

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Meet me at the cemetry gates

We dropped the kids off for their first day of German school, their first class French — French taught in German — and I walked to the cemetery by the Realschule, where we’ve started our third week of German classes, … Continue reading

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“Helpless”

I don’t think my parents liked me having the bedroom door closed when Marie was over, but it wasn’t tightly enforced. We closed the door and smiled at each other: there wasn’t anywhere else to sit in my room, just … Continue reading

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The Golden Hour of Knowing, The Witchcraft of Writing

I repositioned a photo of my dad in a mirror over the fireplace in our den. It’s odd because I look at the mirror and see myself, and also see him in the corner, and I look at both of … Continue reading

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Quality, Popularity

These two don’t always go together. Businesses that grow from a quality product struggle to maintain it once they get big; they pay consultants to help them remember what it was like to be small. Morrissey said, “Fame, fame, fatal … Continue reading

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