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May 8, 2009
- Wake up in bed, in a bed..Four seconds to realize, there is nothing..Open a pair of haggard eyes, something's missing..The embroidery of the cushionStamped on my plain face,At least now it is ornamented..Something's missingThat cannot be replaced..Close your eyes, it's hard to seeHard to wake up to life resented..They sipped your vigour and passionFor their morning tea..And now I wake up in a ...
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December 13, 2008
- A painting I did the first year Bill and I were together shows a field of green. In the center there's a floating bed, and in the middle of the bed two people, face to face, stare into each others' eyes and hold each other. That was what we were like those first years. We held each other and saved each other and were each other's everything...That's the beginning of this month's Red Diaper Dharma ...
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November 24, 2008
- A few years back, my husband Kenneth put a ban on hair-talk. He was right. I talked way too much about it for awhile. About five years of a while. I could not get the right haircut. The basic problem: I don't want to spend much time fixing my hair anymore. But I have the type of hair that requires labor: fine, full of electricity and tending toward frizz, wavy on the bottom, flat on ...
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September 29, 2008
- My husband is leaving for Madagascar in mid-October, this time he'll be gone almost six months. We're sad around here. A lot of tension, some excitement, and a lot of tears.One of the saddest things is that he's going to miss my Grand Prize winnings from the Red Room Housewarming Party contest. Since the dinner/night in swanky hotel will happen almost a month after Madagascar Man leaves, I need ...
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