Tag: fifty worder
member name: Pat M.
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October 19, 2007 05:27 AM EDT --
For so long you travelled the same way to work. Your cup occupied the same place in the cupboard. You knew everybody and everything, were the old hand, wore the gold watch.
Now you travel a new road . . . more
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January 22, 2007 11:08 PM EST --
Write it, love it. Reread it, gut it.
Decide which words say more by their absence, or have cousins who are more eloquent. Each one should stand on its own and work well in the chorus. And when you think . . . more
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January 23, 2007 05:06 AM EST --
"Le koi maua sese! " my wife says to me when frustration overtakes her. I can't speak Samoan, but I know what that means. Even if I didn't, her tone would give it away.This is why the . . . more
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March 01, 2007 04:53 AM EST --
It starts off as just a house, a box with windows, and you miss your old home. You arrange your things just so and wait for the new smells and sounds to bleed into you.
Then one day you are home, and . . . more
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January 22, 2007 11:03 PM EST --
His calls were a weekly filial obligation: "How you going son? Tell me what’s happening with you." Often I would roll my eyes and let the machine pick up.
Now his ashes sit on my bookshelf. . . . more
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