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About epiphanettes

Writer, songcrafter, possibly the best French pedal steel guitarist in Virginia.

Noodles

Tonight for dinner I had three different types of microwave noodles. I could call it a taste test but it would be more honest to say I simply didn’t give a damn what I ingested. It has been that kind … Continue reading

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Beauty

“There’s nothing beautiful anymore,” says my friend Ellen. We are walking down Lee Highway in Falls Church where we both live. For the past few months, Ellen and I have been hiking once a week, nothing too strenuous, and having … Continue reading

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No Apologies Needed

I wouldn’t know Donna Karan if she came to my door with a sack full of designer jeans. My understanding is that she was unwise enough to say that Harvey Weinstein, a cofounder of Miramax accused of decades of sexual harassment, … Continue reading

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PANIC!!

The panic attacks have returned. I’d not undergone one in more than a year, and last week they resurfaced with a vengeance. I get them while driving, generally on high-speed freeways, and they positively kill me when I have to … Continue reading

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Traffic

I am in my car, returning from a doctor’s appointment. It is no longer rush hour but I have been waiting through two cycles of a traffic light. I remember reading that the American Automobile Association calculated that a car burns a quarter-gallon of … Continue reading

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Night

The isolated shouting starts around one in the morning, the young men’s beer-drunk voices booming, the women’s higher-pitched and scratching, bouncing off the windows and bricks and mortar of the buildings that makes this two-block street a modern canyon. This … Continue reading

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Trash & Treasure

I have a treasure box. I’d more or less forgotten about it, mostly because there is nothing of real value there. It’s filled with an assortment of small stuff I’ve collected willy-nilly (do, people still use that term? I was told recently … Continue reading

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