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Wet Fold Origami Technique

by Hoang Tien Quyet

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I don’t need to walk around in

There’s this story in a book about zen teachings. The story goes some dude argued that his appearance and behavior didn’t matter so much because his inner self was good. The other stuff was just surface. The teacher offers him a fine wine, and he enthusiastically says he would happily take some. The teacher brings […]

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No. Let’s do that again.

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Just start typing. Enough of this thinking. Waking up to a whirring mind is not optimal.  It would have been better to do a lazy turn and smile at my lover’s sleeping form. I would have taken being licked awake by Ripley. The intellect is resentful of this intrusion of work in my home. “Hi. […]

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cleaning house

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Every once and a while it is time to clean all the things. Part of it is leaving mom and dad’s place and seeing all the memory laden things there. Mom is talking selling the house in time. It’s okay, they are only things. We have memory enough. Makes my own place feel h e […]

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21

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21 days to make something a habit. Game on. Stretches the hand; rubs the wrist. Nothing there to limber one’s mind. The going answer to “How are you?” has been, “Creaky.” Everything. All the joints. Thoughts skip like a scratched record. (Do they know what that sounds like? Have they ever touched one? Played one?) […]

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cleaning house

2014-12-27 14.14.39

Right. Tabla rasa.  New Year. Figure out the title after I figure out what I’m doing. But then again, that’s a bit of life right there, isn’t it? Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone… Christmas was good. I mean, it really was great to hang […]

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comes and goes

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Everything comes and goes just like lovers and styles of clothes Joni Mitchell runs through my head. It all comes down to you.

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What to say? I made longanisa the other day and found myself singing Longanisa…Longanisa…men have named you…(to the tune of Mona Lisa) And I remember dad singing that. He loved Nat King Cole. And it wasn’t sad — a happy memory. Thanks, dad. Wrapping my head around aging and mortality. Meanwhile, Jordan is 9 months […]

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outside

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With the changing weather, the hip aches and the leg gives out in unexpected bursts. Holidays approach and I think of dad often. It sneaks up on me in the way I groan in the morning. Geez, just vacuuming the house — because that was his thing. Sometimes it is okay, but more often I […]

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