Category Archives: Telling Stories

April Thoughts: A Dream, Some Commentary, and A Poem

4/27/12 Dream: I am the head of a family in which everyone is running for president. I am trying to lead them in ways of wisdom. “In the next few minutes there will be a wasp trapped in a spider’s … Continue reading

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Work in Progress #4: Failure of Memory

My friend stirs her drink some more, staring at the straw blankly. “They got us to Switzerland in ’39. I was 7 years old,” she says still looking at the straw. “My sister says by that time I was accompanying … Continue reading

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Work in Progress #2: Title Search and a Dream of Circles

I have been thinking about a title for this piece of writing. The only one I can come up with at this point that sums up the feeling I have for what my life is now: “Work in Progress.” For … Continue reading

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Silent Speaking

I am in the middle of a quest to listen to or read 1000 different poets. Today I found Joaquin Zihuatanejo and this amazing silent and spoken poem. “A Poem for John”  

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Century #21: Mylo’s Island Life

From the journal of Mylo Grove July 18, 1998 My mom is a biologist. She studies how animals and plants next to the ocean and in the ocean interact with each other. That’s how we ended up living on Finley … Continue reading

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