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The Hamsa, Hand of Fatima, Hand of Miriam

Five outstretched fingers protector of all those at the crossroads piles of glass shards vomited between jobs marriages hurricanes translucent shimmery drift of sunlight the crawl of ivy altaring the side of a building stalks of dried anise hold onto each other as … Continue reading

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Galatea, the living statue

The longest Galatea had ever held one pose was for two and half hours while sitting close to the port of Barcelona where tourists strolled by wondering if they had actually reached the end of La Rambla, and seeing no … Continue reading

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Janis in Port Arthur, Texas

Excuse me, sir, but need an assist? I can see that you’re sitting around like a hang-dog watching the water recede from your porch like someone’s pulled the bathtub plug and it’s all going to shit. Pardon my potty mouth. … Continue reading

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Gus Bigman, the Giant

There once lived a giant, not your ordinary run-of-the-mill giant. Spiders and beetles fought each other for a place to room in his greasy hair. He never brushed his teeth. They were greenish-yellow. Some people who lived in the next state … Continue reading

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Zumba Class

We started going at the same time, angling to get a spot not too close to the front of the mirror, but not too far in the back either. One day Jan and I both showed up wearing identical black and white-patterned leggings. “We could … Continue reading

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My Toyota Corolla

There have to be at least ten other white Corollas lined up in the mall parking lot. Doesn’t matter. Something in my body responds to the curve of its fins, even though fins on cars are about watching Saturday Night … Continue reading

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An Extra Hand

Felix stared at a tree before the next kid invasion. All he had to do was pick up kids from school and bring them back to the community center. Easier than being a home aide and emptying bedpans. Better than delivering pizza … Continue reading

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From the Lower Depths: for Dorothea Lange

A living room in the street beneath the freeway where a dog barks 24/7 tied to a clothes line a sawhorse corralled near a barbecue pit pallets and bedspreads rescued from last year’s construction site a chair missing one arm … Continue reading

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The Art and Heartache of Losing a Cat

My cat went missing. The same day I lost my car keys. These things happen in pairs. Which is why I’m anxious. On the bus I check my backpack a dozen times to make sure my money is in the … Continue reading

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July Fourth Meditation on Love

It was July Fourth and early enough that most people were still sleeping in their beds unless they’d decided to get up to stake out a spot at a local picnic ground for their family’s festivities, spreading out the blanket … Continue reading

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