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it’s a wrap

it’s a wrap

Lunchtime at Casa de Swell on a soggy Sunday in late January. Mr. Forte sets his reading glasses and legal newspaper down next to his placemat (the red striped fish one). On his plate is last night’s leftover machaca rolled in a tortilla next to a spoonful of potato salad. HIM:  Is this a wrap? (said…

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then again, maybe not

then again, maybe not

The scene is Sunday morning at Casa de Swell. Dining table with cups of coffee, half-eaten almond croissants, sections of Sunday newspapers in piles – His Unread, Her Unread, All Read. A aging man and woman, dressed in fleece and slippers, sit at one end of the table in adjacent chairs. Winter sunlight slants into…

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when the party’s over

when the party’s over

one summer night girls in gold skirts told kitchen whispers before making their curvy-hipped way to the party out front   but by morning our makeup off bedheads frown squint thirst and grumble   sensible sylvia sister only drank two (and a half) glasses of wine, was asleep by midnight still has a little perk…

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picked clean

picked clean

      I was clipping husks of pomegranates off the tree last Saturday, knee deep in rosemary and bees. The weather is whacked – 35 to 40 degree nights and 80 plus degree days, no rain since Thanksgiving. The rosemary is blooming in its proper January, but the trees are popping buds because they…

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lunacy

lunacy

  There had been a ton of hype – first total lunar eclipse since _____ (some date – i wasn’t paying that much attention), won’t happen again until 2014, San Diego is in *the* optimal place to see the entire thing, it will be a “blood-red monster,” totality at about 6:37 a.m. (not the middle…

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turn turn turn

turn turn turn

    Waiting for someone you love to die, I told a writer friend last week, is one of the circles of Hell. He said, “You should write about your view from the spiral because you will never be exactly there again.”     It is a monstrous eyewall, the inside of a spinning, screaming…

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