Exterminating Angel Press

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Diana Morley

A rainbow arcing over.

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by Diana Morley.

Just moved in when she knocks on my door. I open it looking above
a short older woman with deep red lipstick and dyed hair. She offers
a basket of tangerines and a Baby Ruth bar while welcoming me,
assuring me she’s available if I need help, or for company at local events.
A welcome I don’t want. Don’t need. Wary just looking past
at her flag waving for amber waves of grain.

But we soon talk, walking around the lake. We bond over early poverty,
over our love of trees and flowers. The next week, she and her partner
take me to lunch where he hears, blank-faced, I don’t eat beef, then
to a local performance of ‘Cabaret’. On the long drive back he replays
Bob Newhart sketches that keep us laughing. Safe. Thank you.

Another time, as I drive back from the annual art tour, we compare
being introvert and extrovert—how totally different our experiences feel.
She’s in awe. We’re both digesting. Too rare an experience—
like feeling elated when I see a rainbow arcing over at the same time
light raindrops are washing over my face.

Saved enough.

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by Diana Morley.   Am I frugal? As in do I not buy lattes wasting my earnings, my savings?  Of course! So frugal I make coffee only once a day, half a scoop, several drops of lowfat milk  so frugal, though widowed, I let only a few tears fall any one day to save some […]

1966, NYC; nothing like it.

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by Diana Morley. Walking down Broadway on a sultry June evening going to an off-Broadway play with a few friends. I wear a long white cotton nightgown with embroidered yellow flowers. We sweep by two guys weaving, waving bagged bottles when one stares at my gown and says, “Oh, I do believe an angel has […]

Wimme Saari, a Finn.

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by Diana Morley. sings indigenous music in no hurry— he begins with silence then opens the door where small cold birds sing along, woke by sound carrying over lakes and land iced over for months a random cracked twig as the bass clarinet feels its way as companion to voice all echoes over land so […]

Since you asked.

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by Diana Morley. what two weeks in a hospital bed was like— my mouth so dry I’m careful— I fear losing tongue cells on opening doc explains, my intestine dry as a Lowe’s outdoor plant—adding too much water at first could simply drown it scooping last bit of ice from a paper cup with a […]

Wildfire!

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by Diana Morley.   Fiery ash squalls around my car, whuffling grass, sizzling waxed paper cups on the road. Yellow-flamed paper curls to black clumps, rises up over the hood. I’m stuck in a long line on Highway 99, windows closed tight against sooty whirlwinds. But as leaves and ashes whip about, smoke slips in. […]

Imprints.

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by Diana Morley. Swearing at the arctic blast fast-freezing my nose to toes— laughing at my old fridge whining pitifully ice cubes clinging together, chilling. Late afternoon still a hard shine on the dark-watered lake frozen overnight hiding life and depths. Backyard snow reflecting sunlight into my home till early evening, the bright white cover […]

We can’t use you.

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by Diana Morley. If you don’t have a degree we can’t use you. Thirty matchbook cover cutouts saved, rubberbanded, over decades. I brought them along to each new house tucked into a box with pencils and stamps till they fell off my desk and the band broke. Yellow-and-black comic-book images show one man talking to […]

Tail-end News.

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by Diana Morley. When an arctic air blast nears zero here maybe 60 under my desk near the door best to check tail-end news for the magic of an LOL! to warm up down to my toes. Today totally rewarding. A young Dutch chess player was fined for wearing canvas sneakers at a chess championship—as […]

Magic Missing.

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by Diana Morley. Sun not yet set rampaging winds whip the earth as if wanting to wipe off the whole mess and start over. Pleas from earth keepers torn apart—hanging chads pelted to the ground under a sweeping roar. Our planet, our home no child’s Magic Slate with pull-up plastic.