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Dance Like Pachamama’s Watching

A lone woman, burdened by sticks, enters the village square. Soon there’s another … seven … twenty. Their bonfire warms our cheeks, ignites our imaginations. They’ve circled, in blurs of accelerating joy, since before Spaniards arrived to conquer a land, … Continue reading

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Perfection slips away, one shot at a time

The ball springs off his racket toward my sweet spot; I’ll smash a forehand down the line: racket back, turn sideways, little steps, line it up, track it, bend my knees, follow through — a split second late, and that ball … Continue reading

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Cry “Havoc!” in a Sleepy Classroom

My students hadn’t thought twice about a stab in the back, or a robe drenched in blood; video games steeled them against such violence. But when Antony let slip the dogs of war, those sleepy adolescents marveled that Shakespeare made them shudder. … Continue reading

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How to Avoid the Killing of Darlings

Christine told me how to avoid the axing of assonance, the slaughter of simile, the killing of darlings: Exile instead. Save snippets like pulsing hearts, scraps like vital bones. Those darlings breathe on, beloved, to emerge in new pieces with old souls. … Continue reading

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The Middle Ages

 

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Get mine

Once, he revealed his true core: “Get mine– God gave dominion over the Earth and animals.” Speechless, I sputtered empty words: “Shame on you,” deeply serious, but he laughed. Later, I was just another pawn to use and discard. Shame … Continue reading

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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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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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