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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Tuesday, January 17, 2012. Where the lambs were born. After a few sips of coffee, Freddy finally started in the most direct way he knew. 8220;There will be a man here with a truck to take the sheep tomorrow morning,” he said. Not understanding, Sally asked in Navajo, where? Sunday, October 23, 2011. It was the wintertime with snow on the ground and a kerose...

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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Saturday, March 7, 2009. Our conversations were generous. Just as I'd shared my stories, Frank recalled his father with amusement and puzzled on his upbringing. Nearly 70 years old, Frank recalled his childhood with pleasure. That's my boy over there! I'd wave at him and turn with the rest of the boys in another direction.". Break him down." After fifte...

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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Saturday, January 10, 2009. Rushing about in the morning darkness. The cold reminding me it is still winter. The clock ticking reminding me to hurry. And television news reminding me of an imperfect world. When suddenly I hear a lonely chirp. I stop and hold my breath, nothing. I mute the imperfect world, nothing. I listen and hear only time. The one lost i...

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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Sunday, May 10, 2009. Father, I know you, sort of. 160;That is a nice Mercedes, son. I remember when I had one years ago. But then my first marriage fell apart and I left it behind along with my ex-wife." . Several months ago, my mom called and among the tidbits or our conversation she casually said, "I see your father's first wife died; her obituary was ...

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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Tuesday, July 20, 2010. In better days you stood around the post office. With your cowboy boots and cowboy hat. Wearing that perpetual smile and that nose. That red bulbous nose from drinking too much too long. When the call came that you died I thought back to that fall day. When you said we’d kick ass. And not to worry. Because we were winners.

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Disintegrate. start over. Atomize. write. break apart. short stories. crumble. poetry. pulverize. create. shatter. fiction. turn to dust. start over. Tuesday, December 29, 2009. When boys become rabbits. We ran forever before the walls gave way to narrower and smaller walls. Joe, who was eleven years old was whispering loudly and out of breath, “What are we gonna do when we run out of arroyo Delbert? After what seemed like forever under that tree, we started to whisper. The crazy man was out side of our ...

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. My ears heard it last week. And my eyes widened,. And my pupils dilated with fear unconsciously. Ice shards crystallized instantaneously through my heart. My trachea and esophagus spasm-ed, shuddered. My lungs steeped in warm saline. Sodden tea bags, flavor faded and washed from the desiccated leaves. My ears heard it,. But my brain refused to believe it. Override. Override. Override. Not until yesterday did my neurons register and process the horrific information. You do ...

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. Yesterday time was measured by the. Speed of tears running down my face. Exhalation. Removing toxins. Yesterday was a day on Venus. Minutes hobbled by on creaky wooden crutches. Super heated air trickled in. I finished reading a book and re-read interesting sections. I tried to lose myself in music on Pandora. I tried to lose myself in my favorite movies. Meditation was my only recourse. Marinate in the time alone. Back to the basics. Yesterday I lost my muse.

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. My ears heard it last week. And my eyes widened,. And my pupils dilated with fear unconsciously. Ice shards crystallized instantaneously through my heart. My trachea and esophagus spasm-ed, shuddered. My lungs steeped in warm saline. Sodden tea bags, flavor faded and washed from the desiccated leaves. My ears heard it,. But my brain refused to believe it. Override. Override. Override. Not until yesterday did my neurons register and process the horrific information. T&#8217...

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. My father taught me to recognize. The faint jangled vibrato discord of a spent incandescent bulb. He saved these bulbs so that he could teach me to darn my socks. He didn’t use the same needles that my mother used. He didn’t use the same thread. He sang and whistled. He asked me what I was doing. When I wore holes through my wool socks. Wandering along the gray irrigation ditch road. Carrying a stick. Followed by my mutts. Smooth river pebbles. Melt from the glass. I used ...

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. My father taught me to recognize. The faint jangled vibrato discord of a spent incandescent bulb. He saved these bulbs so that he could teach me to darn my socks. He didn’t use the same needles that my mother used. He didn’t use the same thread. He sang and whistled. He asked me what I was doing. When I wore holes through my wool socks. Wandering along the gray irrigation ditch road. Carrying a stick. Followed by my mutts. Smooth river pebbles. Melt from the glass. I used ...

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chimEra / saaniidotcom: October 2014

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. Drama at the laundromat. The laundromat is not the place to have emotions. At a laundromat, any emotion is interpreted as drama. Sit silently and watch the rotating metal drum spin your clothes. Slosh Wash away memories. Whir. Rinse away pain. Bzzz. Spin away heartache. It's best to quietly admire and acknowledge the water jets flooding the detergent tray. Minutes digitally ticking down to zero. Until you are no longer interested. No longer care. Gaww-dammit!

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. 8221; I smiled. Step on a calculated concrete crack. Come on—let’s go get a burger.”. If he had been a few hours earlier. And had chosen something vegetarian or pescatarian. Maybe we wouldn’t now both be lonely. But, as it now stands. We are both the 1/10th. Unholy 1/10th never mentioned in gasoline prices. We are only visible when we congregate in unfortunate and unwieldy clots. We are the spit out lime rinds. Fragrant, but inedible. We are the bits of salt unlicked.

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. Drama at the laundromat. The laundromat is not the place to have emotions. At a laundromat, any emotion is interpreted as drama. Sit silently and watch the rotating metal drum spin your clothes. Slosh Wash away memories. Whir. Rinse away pain. Bzzz. Spin away heartache. It's best to quietly admire and acknowledge the water jets flooding the detergent tray. Minutes digitally ticking down to zero. Until you are no longer interested. No longer care. Gaww-dammit!

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Navajo poet from NW new mexico. Colored wax scrubbed enthusiastically. Frozen over dried stereotypic leaves. I didn't know I was supposed to remove. The little plastic collar stays. When it was time to iron. Sand washed over hands shoved firmly. Into bell tails, containing sips of ocean. This is really pretty! All the poems you post are spectacular! PARABÉNS AMEI , OLHA DÁ UMA OLHADA NO MEU, SUA VISÃO É EMOCIONAL É INCRIVEL. sidenyk.blogspot.com dIÁRIO DE UM PENSADOR. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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