Category Archives: dreams

A frigid winter’s night

What does believe mean? Believe — It means truth, without seeing, Knowledge without touching. What do you believe? I believe in love. Love? Well, you can’t see love. I can. A small hand reaches out to touch my face. It … Continue reading

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“My Father Teaches Me to Dream” by Jan Beatty

You want to know what work is? I’ll tell you what work is: Work is work. You get up. You get on the bus. You don’t look from side to side. You keep your eyes straight ahead. That way nobody … Continue reading

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Veal of deception over my eyes

Yes, I know this post is titled “Veal” of deception, but I’m not talking about the flesh of a calf used as an anti-inflammatory over an eye injury, or about some alternative cooking method for veal. The adolescent who uttered … Continue reading

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Simplifying: harder than a simple equation

A few days ago, I raised the issue of simplification with my husband. It had been a particularly challenging week, with mid-day doctor appointments for my mother-in-law, therapy for Monkey Man, parent-teacher conferences at my school, and a few days … Continue reading

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Baseball on the Southside

“The Cure” by Katherine  Harer baseball is a good antidote for death where else do we mutter belief scream hope over green grass bathed in light where else do we coach the best out of one another it’s all right … Continue reading

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My friend, Jan, wrote a story about her name that made me wonder, what’s up with my name?  In What’s in a Name I addressed my penchant for changing my names, but not the how and why of my name. … Continue reading

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Plane wreck

I’m standing on the tarmac in bright sunshine and curiously noticing that Ed, Monkey Man and Gorilla Girl are off in the distance.  Ed is yelling at me to RUN. I look up, and tumbling end over end out of … Continue reading

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