Tree House

Clouds

2008-01-29T03:08:30Z

On blue-sky days, when they are so transparent, full of nothing, floating by on some high altitude breeze that we mortals can't feel but the birds beat against it whirling and chirping. Everything is primary colors bathed in this bald, metallic su...

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Vox Hunt: Take A Load Off

2008-01-27T14:06:35Z

Show us how your relax after a hard day of work. A run, a bath and a good book. Thanks to dear friends I have a stock of Lush soaps. Unfortunately, I do not have a stock of hot men. Anyone with suggestions on a reliable vendor for such items ...

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the weight of your world

2008-01-25T02:37:08Z

I once worked for a large public health agency. They took their mission seriously and employee health was a priority. When I was hired I had a range of health insurance plans to choose from, the grounds were inviting for walking, and all the cafet...

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groove

2008-01-22T02:17:22Z

I broke my rhythm with a few days away. Composition is sticky now. As if the words must come through a chute slicked with molasses. Flashes of history swirl and flicker in my mind like the last flakes of confetti. Drifting, settling, blown off aga...

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The Roster

2008-01-18T03:21:18Z

I was flipping through a little notebook I carry around for grocery lists, great ideas, and pan drippings from my friable mind, when I came across directions to Dan's house. They were handwritten in my characteristic distracted scrawl. I was copyi...

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winter, steel-blue morning

2008-01-17T02:26:45Z

I had to go to the grocery store this morning to get candy for a classroom project. The man was standing with his body-sized placard doing a dance that suggested all his bundling was not fending off the cold. I thought he was crazy. But then I not...

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sad States of affairs

2008-01-16T03:58:32Z

Like most humans my day has been one of listening -- to students, to peers, to the radio, to my own thoughts. The stories that stuck me were all from the Middle East. Explosions in Afghanistan and Beirut. The rumble of far away,foreign, only-ima...

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open letter to my last ex-boyfriend:1

2008-01-15T04:26:50Z

Dear CJ, I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I hate it when that happens. You sprang to mind today because of a story I read. Something in it snagged a thread in my brain and reminded me of your occasional Puerto Rican pride. I think I miss...

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Gone again

2008-01-14T01:57:15Z

A motorcycle just pulled off down the street. Music beats reassuringly in my headphones. External pulse goes to auditory center then straight to my gut, the shallow parts of my chest, relaxing all the emotionally knotted parts. I can feel the trip...

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craving

2008-01-13T03:50:14Z

I went to an art opening today. The images and objects were provocative. A family friend eagerly introduced me around. I walked the corridor to the subway with my hands aching to create something. The painful portion of inspiration. Like the tor...

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