Category: Memories
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The sun lizard

The old lizard sits in the sunroom. The sun warms him through the glass of the picture window. It is a good feeling. His eyes are closing. He sees his life. He used to be a lounge lizard. He had several women, sometimes two at the same time. Life was good. No one thought of death. Death…
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Screaming in the desert

The life you had together is in constant reruns, flashbacks and shock cuts, reality contorting into horror scenes that never happened or maybe they happened in a subconscious other-world.
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Flying lightly through life

In the backyard I created a holy place for birds by placing seven small stones in a circle — seven representing completeness, wholeness, perfection — about two feet in diameter, in the center of which I scatter bird seed of a most beneficial variety.
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They had a life

People lose soulmates all the time. Many, perhaps most, get to a point where they can get on with their lives. Others never seem to get there.
