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

Sunday, August 27, 2023

The “Extreme” Dream

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It was a classroom I stepped into and everyone had a seat but me.  I looked around awkwardly and understood that each desk had a song on it ...

Love and Despair

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  Love is a two-handed great sword swung in the battle against despair but the enemy is a great and terrible beast and I’m too weak to hoist...
Thursday, August 24, 2023

Trip to Mars

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  How is that possible  at such a low price? The barker looks down, his smile a slice. There is something odd at the cant of his head. He se...
Thursday, August 17, 2023

Running Lines of Rust

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  In the running lines of rust I see my approaching fate. In the rush to do well  I am always running late. Starving to do what’s righ...
Monday, August 14, 2023

The Girl, the Gold Watch, and (almost) Everything

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  I find myself standing on the darkened porch and hate myself for it.  The sound of music comes muffled through the leaded glass of the fro...
Saturday, August 12, 2023

Not All Clones are Created Equal

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  Clearly,  not all clones are created equal as anyone knows who has  seen a sequel   and god  forbid they  make a prequel! Clearly, not all...
Wednesday, August 09, 2023

Hidden Oceans

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Hidden oceans and depth of sky  within each person we pass by.  Doors may open to pour it out  waves of pain, clouds of doubt.  Stand your g...
Tuesday, August 08, 2023

Thoughts on The Dark Lighthouse

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The Dark Lighthouse Today I was re-reading this recent experimental short story (it has a fixed paragraph size) and a particular sentence st...
Saturday, August 05, 2023

Darryl Dreams of Planetwide Peace

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Thursday, August 03, 2023

The Wanderer

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Walking through the shadow of the Eiffel tower or sitting by a bronze lion on Trafalgar Square. Kayaking down the blue Danube in 3/4 time or...
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Monday, July 31, 2023

In the Attic Time Passes

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  He sits at a small wooden desk nestled into an attic alcove as northern light flows through the window creating soft shadows. The click-cl...
Thursday, July 20, 2023

My Tree is Gone

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  I will take the tree inside of me to show that I can grow. A single leaf with shades of grief, a seed or two to sow. Simply do wha...
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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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