Entries By arlenemalinowski
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accordion
Frank played the accordian in my Grandfathers band. I don’t even know if the band had a name. He played the violin and they called him the canary. I never thought about how he must have felt, a musican, to have a Deaf son.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 01.15.2012 @ 1:12 pm
lilies
Lillies Of the Field- A movie starring a black man at a time when the shadows of Jim Crow darted across rural doorsteps and city streets.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 01.09.2012 @ 11:12 am
half
half a league, half a league, half a legue forward. Into the valley of death rode the 600. I am actually quite delighted and siddity that I remembered this without ever having to learn it. Just osmosis- the best kind of learning
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 09.30.2011 @ 7:56 am
crouch
Crouching? Well, it’s not a possibilty anymore- so being a baseballcatcher or a floor washer or a sock looker forer is out of the question. But I accept that- they don’t pay very well.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 09.20.2011 @ 11:54 am
painted
Their hamds painted the sky- telling the stories and sharing the secrets of being Deaf and isolated.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 06.06.2011 @ 12:27 pm
deadbolt
He broke her heart and now she has it deadbolted against love.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 04.28.2011 @ 6:04 pm
gadget
That particular gadget was always in the junk drawer which was chock full of gadgets of every kind, shape, color and level of usefullness. Unfortunately there was so much stuff in the junk drawer that you couldn’t open it.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 04.21.2011 @ 9:04 am
whiskey
She threw the whiskey down her throat, shot him a look as sharp as aged New York Cheddar and pissed on the floor. The perfect ending to a horrible date.
Posted By arlenemalinowski On 04.17.2011 @ 8:54 pm
