Monthly Archives: September 2014

Befriending Loneliness

Last night I woke at 3 a.m. When you live on your own, 3 a.m. is about alone as alone gets. So I lay there, in my ‘aloneness’. At this point, staring into the darkness, the ‘lonely’ dog sat at the end of my bed. Would I feed it until it lay full and satisfied; […]

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If I were here

If I were here. If I were here the morning light would be Marie-Antoinette-blue. I would push one of the cane chairs to face the other and I’d recline between them. My light grey linen dress would be trimmed in French lace and the fabric would gather around my ankles on the other chair like […]

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If I were here

If I were here. If I were here I would spend the morning steeping ground coffee over fireplace embers. I would sip a cup full of it by the window as I curled cat-like with my fingers slowly warming around the clay mug. I would open the door to let the first light in and […]

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