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Naughty Boy Vineyard slave my tube Entry for October 27, 2008
Capital Conversation
Well how is my little Eskimo pie today? S. Just dandy, cain’t wait to git out and rile up some voters, we got iny new dirt on " that one"? J. Oh my little barracuda, we have a staff searching 24/7, plus whatever we think he will attack us with we are sending to him quadrupled, how bout my attacks on acorn. They can’t accuse us of voter fraud, if we get them first. S. That’s jist the way I feel bout them Ruskies and Iranians, let’s git them before they git us! J. You are a woman after my own heart. When I see Putin, I think KGB. And Iran, can you believe that "that one" wants to sit down with the axis of evil. I know my foreign diplomacy, you don’t discuss nothing with those guys. Cuba, Iran, yikes I say let’s show them who the super power is and put them all back in line. I am going to finally make up for the pull out from Nam. Now we will get em all. S. Whoopee, you are so handsome when you are mad, I love the way your eyes flash. I’m right there for you, whatever you say I am there fir u. We are real Americans’ I am so sick of those socialists. Let’s put this country back on top. J. Wow, You have got my drift. Let’s go it em, my little maverickette. You just keep smiling and winking, I love your wink. When you look like you do, nobody cares what you say so just rile them up and wink. We are gonna win this one any way it takes. Ring Ring J. Oh yes Cindy, be right there, we were discussing some very important strategies.Wha, wait a minute. Ok...Sarah, top priority, Cindy is waiting at Nieman Marcus for you to try on some new suits, cab over there right away.
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Entry for August 29, 2008  The Class Clown
I remember his happy face the first day of school So much energy bundled into his little body He exploded with laughter and talking He could not sit still and could talk his way out of trouble with a twinkle in his eye I watched him grow up and would always laugh at his antics Glad he was in some other teacher’s class I was too much of a softy and found him hard to reprimand Senior year came He came by to visit "I’m enlisting." He said excitedly A knife went through my heart I smiled as he told me how he was going to be serious now and earn some respect I hugged him when he left bursting with pride in his new uniform
He hated Iraq He hated the dry desert and longed for the green valley he left He was afraid to make close friends knowing they could be blown up in a second Everyone was tired and jittery shooting their guns at any phantom noise These people hate us here he would email begging for news of the Valley He found a stray dog Company Dog they called him but this was his dog other soldiers were jealous when it slept with him One soldier complained constantly about the yapping and then one day coming home from maneuvers The soldier laughed and shot the pup I just want to come home He wrote I want to forget this place This war my dog He came home today A flag draped his coffin. Emjay Wilson
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Entry for August 14, 2008  The Children
In tattered clothes with dirty faces they come to you their bodies battered their psyches bruised they mistrust all that is new you are not their mother their father and at least at home they knew what to expect it’s unfamiliar ground they are so small in the huge world surrounding them they scream in the dark they wet their pants and cry steadily about an unknown past that you have no power over In time, they grow more comfortable they laugh, they smile, they call you mom and dad but, with each home visit they return confused they feel like traitors their parents tell them they cannot be happy with you you are just a stranger they already have a mom and dad They are angry with you you have made them comfortable stolen something from what they had at home they have promises you see mom and dad are getting well and everything will be different won’t it after 20 years of speed mom will change she’s so sorry bout the time she burned you with that cigarette for fun Dad will straighten up five kids won’t try his patience he promises he won’t use the belt again and the private place he touched the girls- well, that didn’t really happen did it? the girls just made that up. So one day you have to pack them up and send them back again It doesn’t matter that you love them It doesn’t matter that they are happy home is where they belong at least for the next few months til dad gets busted once again Ah, but those few months leave a lifetime of scars on a five year olds heart. MJ Wilson-Scott 1992 2008-08-14 22:55:36 GMTComments: 0 |Permanent Link
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Entry for July 28, 2008  Disappearing Sister
It begins with a lump or a bump that is the last growth one sees then one starts shrinking vomiting losing weight losing hair fading voice no other choice than a constant line of treatments medicines and shots will you ever come back again as yourself can we get through this terrible trial will the attempt to destroy the cancer destroy your shell? Can we leave this hell? Please get well. 2008-07-28 18:00:32 GMTComments: 0 |Permanent Link
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