Suprise Me
I Vant to be Alone…
Prompted By Isolation and Solitude
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It was introvert heaven! For a couple of months.
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Skate Key
Prompted By Fads and Trends
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Skate Key Home from school, a hurried snack, bread with both sides buttered, chocolate milk, an apple offered but rudely refused. (“Don’t be fresh young lady!”) Skates strapped over shoes, no purse, no house key, no hanky, just a skate key on a ribbon around her neck, then out the door. (“Be careful!”) Down…
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Beyond Sex
Prompted By Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll
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I remember when sex seemed like the border between childhood and becoming an adult, shrouded in mystery and myth, perhaps wonderful and exciting but also dangerous and distasteful. Information was scant in my middle-America 1950’s childhood, but my mother managed to pre-empt more unreliable sources by explaining the basic “facts of life” in mildly appalling…
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After 20 Minutes of Solo Estatic Dancing on My Living Room Floor
Prompted By Gifts
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I have been given such gifts words choke in my throat as I reach, I stretch, bend and shake toward expressing the utter astonishment the deep wonder the overpowering gratitude at this moment I am awake
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Strings from Heaven
Prompted By Memorable Performances
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The second the music began, it was transcendent.
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Amusement Park Memories
Prompted By Amusement Park Memories
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Amusement Parks have always held a special place in the hearts of children and adults alike. They are a microcosm of joy, excitement, and lots of controlled chaos. For many, the most cherished memories are from those carefree days spent navigating the labyrinth of rides and attractions. For me one of the quintessential amusement park…
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Mushroom Barley Soup on Sunday
Prompted By Comfort Food
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On Sunday nights in Detroit, it was good Jewish deli food for our family. Darby’s was the destination, either eat-in or take-out. Built by Sam Boesky (whose brother Ivan was the disgraced financier of the insider trading scandal of the mid-1980s), it could hold 375 people and served 5,000 hungry people daily. My parents and…
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What My Father’s Belt Told Me
Prompted By What My Father Told Me
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When I was about 10 years old a friend, Dougie, the neighborhood troublemaker, dared me to smoke a cigarette.
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My Christmas Tradition (with Prologue)
Prompted By Holiday Letters
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I’ve missed my chance to take a walk today. Now it’s raining, and freezing, and the forecast says it’s only going to get worse.
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Names Have Meaning
Prompted By Inequality
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A family down the block from us took in foster kids.
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