Tag Archives: Priya Keefe

Window

Liver and onions, potato salad, bologna sandwiches…these were the things we called “dinner.” Our dog, Lunch, never came when called. I’d stand on the stoop at twilight and shout until I sounded like pack-a-day Uncle Jay, but still, my homework … Continue reading

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Shape Shifter

Who hasn’t rounded a corner and been startled? Stared hard at a photo taken last year when we were laughing. Woken by winter moonlight, a face in the mirror shimmered – known un own – the shape of a jaw. … Continue reading

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Stuff We’ve Lost

They say we spend 2 weeks waiting for traffic lights, 4.34 years holding the phone, 5 years waiting in line, 1 year looking for stuff we’ve lost. One night in the car lit somewhat by streetlight and porchlight by the … Continue reading

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Index of Seeing

Bear    If you see it, don’t use the word “bear”, 7 Court    Of the gods and goddesses, 8    Sacred wind scored hill, 10    Trees are giants, 12 Inchworm    Look down, 1    Moving at inchworm speed, 11 Path    Past, see Future … Continue reading

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