October 7th, 2010
October 5th, 2010
Dear Friends and Family,
Hey everyone! I will be walking/running my first half marathon, next week in San Francisco. This will be my first time participating in the Nike Women’s Half Marathon. This event is to raise awareness and funds for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
There are so many people whose lives are touched by this illness and this is my way of doing my part. I am writing to see if I might gain your financial support. A personal donation or sponsorship from you at any level will be much appreciated. I hope you will help me support this amazing cause. Thank you all!
Checks should be made payable to:
The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society
Thanks in advance for your participation. Please let me know if you have any questions.
Sincerely,
Monica Multer
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October 4th, 2010
I will find the time for you again
Another time
When time has stretched out
Like that old black cat
Just laying
Always laying there
When time has come back
Like the birds to my feeder
When time comes back
It will leave again
Flowing back home
Then out again
Time has drifted by my window
Knocking quietly
But leaves as I crack open my window
I leave a note for her
A little song
That says
When you come back
Come back again
I will be waiting
Waiting for you my friend
I seal my window
With that little scrap of paper
Left on the outside
Fluttering dangerously in the breeze
But it never flies away
It is still waiting
For time
Time to come back again
To cross this side of the tracks
And face me again
Why did you leave
Are the words
Words that left holes
In frosted glass
Words whispered
In a desperate time
That won’t leave now
Even though their meaning has
The cat is still stretched out
The birds have left the feeder
The love note has blown away
And the window is shut
But where are you?
October 3rd, 2010
My aunt, Valri Peyser, is doing Open Studios this weekend. You can see her work on her website, http://www.valpeyser.com/. She has work that includes fabulous paintings with marvalous colors.
She also has a line of painted wine bottles, with patterns, faces, and wonderful colors.
So go check out Valri Peyser this weekend for Open Studios! You might see me there :D.
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September 29th, 2010
You were adorable with your little baby doll. I think you parents owned the shop you were outside of playing. You were talking with your little doll and then slapped it. I wonder what you were speaking of with the plastic face of an American doll. What did you have to speak about and why did it make you angry? Then you simply proceeded to drool on yourself. It was an interesting interaction to witness. Interesting indeed.
September 27th, 2010
Write in Pen
He says blandly
I look up surprised
What?
Always use a pen
Pencils are worthless
He blows out smoke
From a drooping mouth
Pulled down by age
If you want your work
To be serious
Write in pen
All else will be forgotten
If it can be erased,
It will be erased.
I look at the old pencil
Sitting in my hands
It had grown small
And grungy
From repeated and relentless use
But I always write in pencil
I say as I watch
His indifference
Smirking at me
Over the top
Of a wilted old newspaper
He shrugs
Then you will be forgotten
That was all he said
As he folded his paper
Dropped his cigarette
Snuffing it out
With the toe
Of his fancy shoes
I told myself to forget him
His words meant nothing
Just smoke and mirrors
From a strange old man
Yet here I am writing in pen
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September 26th, 2010
This was a strange combination of the elegant colors of a sari and the manufactured colors of a theme park. The bubble-gum pinks and orange creamsicle with the elegance of a deep blue. Yes, this is where cultures meet and ideas clash. I rather enjoy this, when things don’t work together but somehow manage to co-exist. In the small place where these two things meet there is an understanding, a harmony that is not found anywhere else.
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September 24th, 2010
If I bet on Humanity
I would be betting on a dream
An idea that never truly formed
I would be betting on hope
On thin air
Grasping for the wisps
Of a shadow slipping away
The half drawn portrait
of a beautiful woman
Not finished, never finished
Betting on an abstract thing
That could have been
But never was
If I bet on Humanity
I would be a poor woman
With empty pockets
But a heart full of hope
Left with nothing but everything
Betting on the underdog
Knowing it will loose
But hoping
Only hoping
They will pull through in the end
But never do
If I didn’t bet on Humanity
I wouldn’t be who I am
I would be rooting for the winner
The full formed idea
Betting on some surety
But that isn’t me
I bet on the loser
In the face of failure
Hoping they will make it out
Of the hole they dug
The shadow of what could be
Hoping in vain for victory
But victory never came
I wouldn’t be who I am
If I didn’t bet on Humanity
Because I am humanity
I am the child of thousands
The idea not yet formed
I am betting on us
On me and who I can be
But never turned out to be