stephen alexander
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I am a cerebral-vascular stroke survivor. I have been left with a speech impairment as well as somewhat of a left side weakness, which only allows for right-handed typing. This certainly preferable to the alternatives (death or paralysis) and I am thankful for that. I enjoy writing even more today because it allows me to communicate without the encumbrances presented by verbalization.
Art
Writing
The Birds
The earth beneath my feet, along the forested trail on which I was walking crunched from the abundance of acorns dropped there from the overhanging arboreal canopy. These intermingled with dried falle…
Stomach (Queen of the Holidays)
When I was a boy, I was a voracious eater. My parents would suggest, not altogether facetiously, that I had a tapeworm. I ate voluminous amounts and gained nary a pound. My dad took to calling me “s…
Wide Streets
I awoke this morning from a dream in a peculiar mood. I was in such an odd mood because it had been an unusual dream. Set as in a music video, it featured Bruce Springsteen singing a song with the abo…
Ghosts
Not since I lived in the Boston area, have I had this feeling of ghosts at every turn. The woods of Greater Williamsburg seem to be thick with them. I do not refer to the specters of those who gained …
Barra de Navidad
Barra de Navidad (“Christmas Bar”) is one more small resort community on the Costa Alegre (“Happy Coast”), situated on the Pacific Coast of Central Mexico. It shares the Bahia de Navidad with …
Summer Musings
I have a good friend who will remain nameless – she knows who she is. This friend urges me to write, saying recently “Why aren’t you writing? Where is your new work?” I had thought I was putti…
