MY WRITING – Page 3 – TOWARD THE CLEARING by Jean Cassidy

CURATOR – A Story in Seven Short Essays

Today at the Arboretum with friends, I watch a black rat snake lounge on slender branches in its vivarium, a tall acrylic box with quarter-inch ventilation holes. Its head floats in slow motion, spitting a forked tongue left to right as it slides...

DETOUR

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Jean Cassidy July, 2021

CLOSING ACT

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RENOVATION

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Imprimatur

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The child’s hand,cast in plaster of Paris, a simple thing, flour, water, and ten minutes is all.

PAW PAW LAKE MICHIGAN 1953, and PIECES

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Jean Cassidy 2012

TWO WOMEN IN THE PARKING LOT AT THE GYM

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Listen to Va Boyle’s reading along with instrumentalist, Lois J. Henrickson (Lytingale)

PAPA

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I Am the Custodian of Two Brass Candelabras

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Because the main character of every story does not need to be a person, I will tell you about them. They are two,

In Disguise

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For half an hour, The Kuklapolitans brought us together; my father and neighbor kids who would pile in around the 12” Zenith.

SEEDLINGS in honor of the Mars Hill Anderson Rosenwald School Past and Present

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Hoodwinked

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My Grandmother raised black Cocker Spaniels she called “Midnights.”

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