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

Friday, August 26, 2016

The Hovel

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I could feel a warm rain falling about me in the darkness.  Points of brightness winked at indeterminate distances, like light coming t...
Monday, August 22, 2016

The Empty Town

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With eyes closed I feel the air moving past me and hear the drone of the box fan perched in the window beside my bed.  My mind is...
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Wednesday, August 10, 2016

The Bike with Flowers on the Seat

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It was a banana seat bike that belonged to my sister in the 70's, and I loved it.  It was blue with big U-shaped handlebars that cu...
Monday, August 08, 2016

Aaroneous Monk - opening scene

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And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the ...
Friday, August 05, 2016

The Paddle Boards

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My son and I are finding our legs on paddle boards in the choppy waters of Lake Michigan. We start on our knees, too wobbly to s...
Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Limitations

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Limitations, always limitations.  They can break your back.  With limited time and resources to pursue all the possible things I enjoy or ...
Saturday, July 23, 2016

The Therapist's Timepiece

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He saw her outline through an open fogged-over glass door in the frozen foods section of the grocery store.  Like a restless ghost she ru...
Saturday, July 09, 2016

shadows & sighs

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Shooting hoops with my son as the sun sets on our cul-de-sac suddenly realizing that even before I can pivot and shoot not even h...
Friday, July 08, 2016

The Last Goodbye

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It truly was a miracle, because love is a miracle.  I have no other way of explaining or understanding it.  Kevin had been struggling ...
Tuesday, July 05, 2016

Fairies that Rock

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I did not have to work this year on the 4th of July which provided for some nice unstructured time with Anya and we took advantage ...
Friday, June 24, 2016

Run!

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Elias had a strange energy at bedtime last night, uncharacteristically so.  He did not lie down as he usually does, but stood at the foo...
Wednesday, June 08, 2016

DOD

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The Department of Dance:  a satirical look at war Enemies dug in on opposing sides of a valley.  They are at an isolated location that is...
Saturday, June 04, 2016

A Hole in Our Neighborhood

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There is a hole in our neighborhood where a tree used to be. It anchored the corner and was the first tree my son ever climbed. ...
Friday, May 27, 2016

On the Shore of the Sea

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Standing on the shore of the sea while seagulls feed from my fingers, watching the waves lapping, lazy-like. The smells on the bree...
Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Conceal & Carry

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Conceal & carry a humble spirit over your heart keeping the safety off and a round chambered so that jostling causes it to go off ...
Sunday, May 15, 2016

A Little 80's Magic

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Last night I met up with an old friend I hadn't seen since my High School days.  She brought along two of her three sons and we g...
Friday, May 13, 2016

Vonnegut's House

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Not too long ago a story popped up on my Facebook newsfeed which noted that Kurt Vonnegut's boyhood home in Indianapolis was up for sale...
Friday, May 06, 2016

To Heed or Ignore

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I have to steal time to write, to think, to feel. If I am not careful I begin to feel like a disembodied eye floating in the hea...
Wednesday, May 04, 2016

Baseball Fragments

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If nothing else, the beautiful backdrops and big skies  of baseball diamonds have filled my heart with good things. T...
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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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