February 2, 2007

• Poem: "The Past Is Still There" by Deborah Garrison, from The Second Child. © Random House.

  The Past Is Still There

  I've forgotten so much.
  What it felt like back then,
  what we said to each other.

  But sometimes when I'm standing
  at the kitchen counter after dinner
  and I look out the window at the dark

  thinking of nothing,
  something swims up.
  Tonight this:

  your laughing into my mouth
  as you were trying
  to kiss me.

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  I have been trying something new in my life, very radical - morning. I am not a morning person however I'm giving it a go.  Morning does have some privileges - coffee.  I think I'll get some.
  - Kit
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  Ok, one joke before coffee.  But just for you.

  Lena and Sven were in a motel room when there came a knock on the door.
  Lena looked through the peep-hole and exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, it is my
  husband Ole, jump out da window!" Sven replied, "I can't jump out da
  winda, we are on the 13th floor!" Lena replied, "Fool, this is no time
  to be
  superstitious!"

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