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June 30, 2010

Wheelbarrow

I was swinging on the verandah rail singing “Polly  put the kettle on” when our mother shot the baboon. I had high pigtails and a gingham dress. The baboon was eating the villagers’ maize. They took it away in a wheelbarrow … Continue reading →

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January 10, 2010

List

I have a list of items you might not consider especially romantic, but they are. Or at least—they were, at one point, for me. They include: an old hinge, a dog tag (for an actual dog), and one of those … Continue reading →

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September 10, 2009

Car Wash

Part of the Fifty-Fifty series* The wearing of hot-pants belied the fact that the woman might have been better off in a longish, elasticated skirt.  Her thighs – luminous mounds of milk jelly – glistened, dancing to the frantic scrubbing … Continue reading →

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