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"this is the world as best as I can remember it"

Sunday, February 28, 2016

The Visionary

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He was a visionary, and by that I mean he wore bifocal glasses, but not just any glasses, rimless ones that were suspended be- fore...
Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Remembering Family

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This is how I will always remember them, Anya as the baby, Elias as the little boy, and Greta full of doggy exuberance. They are not ...
Saturday, February 06, 2016

I Will Not Write

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Today I will not write.  Instead, I will look through my photos and dream up ways of manipulating them using some apps and my imagination.  ...
Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Seeing Stars

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It was a warm and breezy night outside of my army base in South Korea.  I had just finished teaching an English class in the small to...
Monday, February 01, 2016

The Things They Carried

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I am reading Tim O'brien's "The Things They Carried" and just learned that he was 43 years old when he began writing...
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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Clock Man and the Infinity Witch

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Inspired by Elias's story The Clock Man They had met before, Clock Man and the Infinity Witch, several times, in fact. The ...
Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Dair Mar Elia has Fallen

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I stood in the monastery courtyard on the outskirts of Mosul and watched the blackbirds fly silently over my head, the war quickly for...
Tuesday, January 19, 2016

The Tether

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It felt like his luck was running out, tether let out inch by inch, year by year, anchored in the bedrock of the remote past when hi...
Sunday, January 10, 2016

I am GI Joe

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Some time in the mid-seventies I had a GI Joe doll that I loved like the little brother I'd never had.  And by little, I mean ten i...
Sunday, January 03, 2016

Diner Dreams

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*** The planets align in the diner lights A litmus test of days and nights An inner flow of musts and mights Mapping a 'scap...
Saturday, December 26, 2015

The Star Wars Nutcracker

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I am at the Ohio Theatre in downtown Columbus with wife and kids in tow to see the Nutcracker. The lights fall and t...
Friday, December 18, 2015

One Thing Needful

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Seeking the solid ground of my own understanding, only to find it is illusory, that it shifts and shakes, an earthquake of seen and...
Thursday, December 10, 2015

The Cell

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The cell was almost cozy, the bed narrow, but soft. He had made a bookshelf of the high window ledge and learned to read by the lig...
Tuesday, December 08, 2015

Painting Christmas Ornaments

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The tree is up and we have completely covered it in ornaments with no room for garland or tinsel.  Each ornament brings with it a stron...
Monday, December 07, 2015

The Stubborn Astronaught

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When the earth opened up  to swallow him whole he refused to fall, a stubborn astronaught  floating over the abyss yawning...
Friday, December 04, 2015

Prayer Contra Nightmares

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Demon King of the Dog Clowns do not visit us in our bed Necromancer of Nightmare Towns do not visit us, dead or undead Deep Dreame...
Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Hiding from the War

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I hid from the war behind the walls of an Army compound in Northern Iraq, hearing occasional gunfire, explosions, and the constant...
Monday, November 23, 2015

When the Storm Comes

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When the storm comes, the head becomes a cave in which to hide from danger. When the storm comes, the world closes off and we ...
Saturday, November 14, 2015

The Murderer

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He was a murderer from the beginning,  and he will kill your body and soul if he can.   Do not partner with him or those with him. Re...
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Monday, November 09, 2015

baby ate him like a man

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We visited our optometrist's office this weekend where there is a children's nook full of books and toys.  Anya and Elias dec...
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A. Monk
“Aaroneous Monk” brings to mind the image of a bumbling but well-meaning hermit who continually trips himself up in his overgrown beard as he attempts to battle evil in the world but, more often than not, forgets about the darkness in his own heart. It also sounds similar to the legendary jazz pianist Thelonious Monk, but with a faux-Greek twist. Thelonious was known for being able to maintain two disparate rhythms going at the same time with his hands seemingly disconnected from each other. That kinda sums up my struggle...
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