Tag Archives: Thinking in Words

Working My Way Back to Wonder

I have been pulling myself out of a dark place for the last two years which I fell into after the end of my marriage. I have been depressed and angry for much of that time and behind that there … Continue reading

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We Are All Strangers, We Are All Learning to Be Human: Short Fiction by Miranda July

I just finished reading “No one belongs here more than you” by Miranda July. These stories, written in a naïve style much like Richard Brautigan but with Raymond Carver’s perceptive gaze, are about the desperation and exasperation of isolated human beings, as … Continue reading

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Stumbing Over This and Landing On That

For the last year and who knows how long before I have been floundering around trying to figure out what the heck I will do with the chunk of life, I have left to live here in the wilderness of … Continue reading

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The Wilderness Inside

  the wilderness inside There is no escaping the wild.  It is everywhere, in cars and in airplanes at 40,000 feet. Inside my head are vines of forgotten jungles And microbes more ancient than the first people.   The wild … Continue reading

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Stranded

  Stranded follow strands through a mess of twine, All connected and intricate beyond understanding Even less than a day smoothly wound on the skein, Miracle if it happens, So many loose threads moving in so many ways. Vibrating, Twisting, … Continue reading

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