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BREAKFAST BY SUE BLAUSTEIN

Miss Bulldog was the best. To see her exit her house, trot down the ramp from the porch and huff at the fence. To observe her ears move when the back door opened; see her turn and run back for all she was worth!          ...

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I have a shadow, one of many by Sue Blaustein

Up at 4:00 AM, I saw my silhouette on the curtain – a shadow from the night light on the opposite wall. The wisp of hair raised by static was cute – like an infant’s topknot – but my head! My head           was just a blob. No...

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What Came First by Sue Blaustein

I went to an astronaut’s lecture about orbiting the earth at seventeen thousand five hundred miles per hour. You had to be a PhD or close for that shuttle berth – a scientist at the apogee of your power. First-timers on the...

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AS JULY WINDS DOWN… BY SUE BLAUSTEIN

          my zucchini plants teem with aphids. Gray ones in multiple           sizes! Infants. Nymphs. Adults discharging more infants – who fall out, grow up and reproduce again – robust and swarming every surface. They’re...

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HOLIDAY BY SUE BLAUSTEIN

When I become a county bus, I want to be the one whose sign blinks “Out of Service” on every single run. I’d like to dirty dishes for someone else to clean, and watch them fill the sink with suds or load up a machine. One day...

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ON PICNIC DAY BY SUE BLAUSTEIN

We ride elephants to our rock on picnic day. When we arrive – at our boulder – we dismount and the elephants             stay there. They won’t leave without us. They wouldn’t, but it’s not like waiting. They don’t wait. They...

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