a bit inspired

waiting for the pen to dry up so she can start fresh with thoughts that are worth new ink

impossibly balanced between her memories of herself & her mirror in real life

i knew a man in college who grew up in the inner city of chicago & what he was doing in iowa i never did figure out. but whenever he would see a jet trailing across the sky, he would stop everything he was doing & he would watch. once, after a jet was gone & there was nothing left but the white line disappearing like a scar into the blue, he turned to me & said, an airplane is a miracle & i didn't give it much thought, but now & then, when i am ready to give up hope for human beings in general, & for one or two of them who are bugging me specifically, will look to the sky & there will be one of those miracles & i will remember it's all about concentrating on the right thing

sending postcards to himself saying 'wish you were here' so when he gets back home he doesn't forget

gathering up bits of the world & setting them out in an order that her children can understand


i was never good at hide & seek because i`d always make enough noise so my friends would be sure to find me. i don't have anyone to play those games with any more, but now & then i make enough noise just in case someone is still looking & hasn't found me yet

the most important thing you leave behind is the stuff that turns into treasures when children find it

some days i think life would be a whole lot more fun if i just knew how to make it a whole lot more fun (& you can pretty well imagine how those days go)

sometimes i think we should bury all our money in a hole & go back to enjoying life again, he said. it'd probably be a good idea to make a map of where the hole was just in case it didn't work out though

i think my life would be easier, she said, if i could just get my selves to agree on something

dancing in both directions at once so everyone won't notice that he's never heard this song before

we sat side by side in the morning light & looked out at the future together

they came to sit & dangle their feet off the edge of the world & after awhile they forgot everything but the good & true things they would do someday

i wouldn't mind being grownup, she told me, if i didn't have to get up & be grumpy right away every morning

this is a loose-fitting body, so it's still comfortable after a long carbohydrate binge

what would happen if all the time everyone was naked? my son said & i said that i, for one, would stay at home & cook more in the wintertime

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