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

Friday, May 26, 2017

The Infinity Coil

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“The Infinity Coil” sounds cool but it really only extends as far as my imagination lets it. Like all adequate SciFi ideas it functi...

Grace Abounds

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So many of us making  such terrible decisions  with negative effects  that ripple through  our families, our friends,  and o...
Sunday, May 21, 2017

Airport Limbo

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sifting among strangers timing the sips of coffee to coincide with boarding standing in lines, lines, lines, and even more line...
Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Goodbye, Bluey

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Animals can be unwitting receptacles of our thoughts and emotions.  We animate them in this way and if they are intelligent enough, they re...
Thursday, May 11, 2017

The Cemetery

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When I was in kindergarten my father was the pastor of the Wesleyan Church in our town.  Thelma Roberts was an elderly member that to...
Tuesday, May 09, 2017

Forbidden Words

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There are some poems    that will never find paper perchance the pen find  a vital organ and pierce it. ...
Sunday, May 07, 2017

Green Glasses

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Sometimes the brick road is not so yellow. Sometimes it is not even brick, but more of a muddy morass that impedes forward ...
Tuesday, May 02, 2017

The Pop Can Cannon

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Of all the dangerous and ill-advised things concocted in the late 70's and early 80's, I have to say that my favorite was the po...
Saturday, April 29, 2017

When it Rains

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when it rains it sometimes pours open windows shut the doors hear the sounds feel the floors more is less less is more ...
Saturday, April 22, 2017

The Step Between

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It was there and I could feel it,  the step between .   I had sensed its presence before  in moments of great fear or anx...
Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Brother's Keeper

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I was feeling the ennui of a late summer afternoon that can be particularly poignant in a fourteen year old boy living on the edge of a s...
Wednesday, April 05, 2017

Season of Darkness

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The sun broke the curve of the planet and momentarily blinded him in his slow descent through the outer layers of the atmosphere.  Below him...
Monday, March 27, 2017

The Accordion

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Breathing in, breathing out, to control the anxiety of a spinning clock that sends my children careening into the future, their wo...
Friday, March 24, 2017

Between Town & Country

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The neighborhood I grew up in sat on the southern boundary of a town of 2000 souls.  If you looked out our front picture window you woul...
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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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