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Why We Must Have A Pie

“We must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie.”  –David Mamet My grandmother made the best pies in the world. Hands down. No contest. Barely five feet tall, what my grandmother…

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‘Gray’ Matter

Give me a head with hair Long, beautiful hair Shining, gleaming Streaming, flaxen, waxen My hair was a constant source of friction between my mother and me; Like the musical Hair, I wanted to wear mine long.…

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It’s All Perspective

I noticed my mother had stopped wearing the necklace the Shaman had given her in Guadalajara. I guess she no longer believed in its power. It felt like surrender to me, but my mother had always…

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It’s Me, That Woman In The Perfume Ad

And I’ll Do Anything For Love When I’m Wearing Insanity, That New Fragrance For Her My eyelids are closed as I emerge from an underground pool. Why? Is it love? Ecstasy? Chlorine? Ten other women surround…

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