Tag Archives: Imagination

Age, Relatives, Lo-Lee-Ta

My dad used to say, at age 65, I still haven’t decided what I want to be when I grow up. My daughter used to say, around age 5, I miss my childhood.  Traveling in their heads, forward, backward, time moving … Continue reading

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Place, No Passport Needed

The house of my recurring dreams so real yet nowhere I’ve ever beena place to put up my imaginary feeteach night a new set of contextsrelations to be worked out in my lucid jetlagged stateI ask little of this curious placea … Continue reading

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