Tag Archives: childhood

The Blue Door in our Dreams

There’s always a blue door in our dreams,in our former lives. A cerulean blue door, with wooden slats held by a small hook in the white plastered wall.   It opens, closes and opens, screeching like a sickowl, such are the vagaries … Continue reading

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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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