I originally wrote and posted this in 2016—after the election, but before we’d had a chance to see exactly how horrible the current administration would be. Here is the finished version included in This Is Not the Book That Will Save Your Life. (Note that the ‘six ghosts’ reference below is intentional. Although Scrooged is a re-telling of A Christmas Carol, the ghosts are unique enough that it did not feel right to consolidate them into just the three original ghosts.)
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The year without Xmas (a poem)
Normally, even when I am feeling depressed about it, it still feels like Xmas. This year has been different—with all the hand-wringing, angst, and anxiety about the election, it has not felt even a little bit like Xmas…
Blank page (A poem)
I normally write with pen and paper, but I have been using my computer a bit more the last few days…
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Erasure (a poem)
A stray thought turned into a poem…
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Grounds (a poem)
Ah, coffee! Tasty and inspiring…
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On your birthday (a poem)
A few weeks ago, I learned that a friend of mine died of cancer last September. Today would have been her 52nd birthday.
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