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Inner Family

Earned Wisdom

A not so dirty book, the alchemy of experience, Spanish lessons

He Said If She Touched Him He’d Die

Demon Meridianum

They raised a shout of “Clair,” yelled things he did not understand, aped the way he walked and the awkward, nasal sound of his speech, made fun of how he wore his pants high on his corpulent midsection, called him “Baby Huey” and laughed.

A Free Hand

Grief And Happiness At The Home

The Home for Refined Ladies was an old, turreted, red-brick building converted from a Catholic girls’ academy which had moved to a newer building in a better part of Dubuque, Iowa, up on the hills overlooking the Mississippi.

Wake Forest Nursing Home: Interview Cloyd, Born 1893

Year’s End, ’84

Selected Poems

The Perils Of Publishing

Finally after a go ’round, she blurted out: “Doug, I’ve been working at the Library of Congress for twelve years, and I’ve never had an experience like this before.” I just wasn’t sure what she was talking about.