Category Archives: Et Cetera

Elephant Ride

Our elephants are headed for dense jungle at dawn. Although they know the path well, the old man goads them on. And yet more than elephants go on this steamy day. My boys leave for adulthood, while I goad them … Continue reading

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Soaring

We ran off the cliff. A thermal caught us and we soared, tight circles up on a column of air. I landed, shaking, never so close to death, never so alive, my first time hang gliding off a cliff – … Continue reading

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Karma in a Plastic Bag

She said releasing the creatures would make merit, a boon for our souls for under a dollar. Freed from plastic, they spread into the water like goodness into the world. But would she recapture them early tomorrow, so the cycle … Continue reading

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From the DMV to the DMZ

My son the math genius and I were rushing to his driving test, so I was surprised when he flicked on the right blinker for a detour. “I’m just going to practice backing in for a minute,” David said. Despite … Continue reading

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It wasn’t the horses

Decades of tension evaporated when she loved her grandchildren, my children, so she came along to the dude ranch with us. She thought the horses caused her backache. It wasn’t the horses. So, newly close, I could help her die, … Continue reading

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An Invader Crept

I’d thought my boys were locked in snug against that hostile land, and sleep in the empty night would restore us, but they hadn’t been secure; an invader crept. Crushed under an angry heel, the menace turned to dust; my … Continue reading

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Might have been the fish tacos

For ten miserable hours, I leaned my weary forehead against the cool glass of the van. You don’t want to know what happened in every squat toilet between the Atlas Mountains and the sea at Essaouira. Let’s just say I … Continue reading

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I Peppered His Feet

I explained an idiom, but he brushed me off, pretending he’d already learned it. ‘Cause he knew it all, that old Swiss boyfriend. My greatest victory: He told a new friend, “That really peppers my feet” and thought it was … Continue reading

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Waters of Indifference

I trawl through waters of indifference to teach twelve-year-olds of Sirens, but what do they know of longing? Sneaking gum into class, or texts at lockers, they ride the waves of their impulses, but can’t imagine a lure that could … Continue reading

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Rich Relations

A day with rich relations loomed across the state. My state: annoyed. They called us slobs and the Addams Family. So I ignored my flowery jumper and wore my army green t-shirt, bleach-splotched and torn, truly insisting that it was … Continue reading

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