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Pecanland Mall: Monroe, Louisiana

God’s Infidels we drive to Pecanland on Sunday morning everyone else is in church it’s the new blockbuster Star Trek into Darkness purchase tickets wait inside a 450-seat food court eerie as a Klingon vessel. Only one other group sit … Continue reading

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Wandering in the Desert

I want to wake up each morning without remembering your voice, how we used to wrap around together in one invisible seam, a velcro from head to toe. I want to wake up each morning knowing I’ll be okay get … Continue reading

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Shuddering

Before the city had cut down pecan trees for the mall, before your brother was diagnosed with cancer, before the crazy woman moved into the fishing cabin, brown earth stretched diagonally toward the bayou topped with stubbles of dried grass … Continue reading

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Ghosts: Sequel 2

She pointed to the bronze and wooden statuettes. The fact that she didn’t think the ghost was my husband, interested me while at the same time, I was happy he wasn’t messing with her mind. His own mind occupied a … Continue reading

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Bayouish

Louisiana bayou, you are a collection basket for Mother Nature’s hand-me-downs.

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Mustang

I’m on vacation from Chicago and visiting my girlfriend in Louisiana. Kathy and I met in college where we played on the same basketball team. This is my first time visiting the South. The plan is to drive to New … Continue reading

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The Bottom Line

I will miss you the most in the evening after the dishes are put away and I’ve retired to the bedroom knowing there’s nothing on TV to hold my interest, pull back the sheets and expect you to enter the … Continue reading

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Stormy Weather

A storm begins as a harmless patter, a shuffle on the pavement, an occasional trip-trap coming down at the same tempo, target practice increasing in accuracy until its velocity becomes more insistent, a spring downpour, the ahhing of earth absorbing … Continue reading

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Making Friends With the Lawn

Lawns were work. Not only did people have to cut them, but just like in Ecclesiastes, there was a time to scatter seeds, a time to fertilize, and a time to spray for bugs. It seemed endless, a weekend ritual of cutting grass, grass that always grew back. It was like Sisyphus rolling a rock up a hill, and then it rolling back down again. Wby? Continue reading

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Dental Hygiene

The dental hygienist didn’t talk about her boyfriend or her latest home improvement project or even the movie she saw on Netflix, so funny, she couldn’t stop laughing. She yanks a blue hydration tube. Bangs cover her eyes, a mask … Continue reading

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