Stepping Stones

Life is a series of stones, I’ve come to believe. Some solid. Some cracked to the bone. Some hidden. Some known. One step, two step, red step, blue step.  Blind step, new step.   “I’m afraid,” I say, “you step.” His response, “I step. You step.”

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The Drive

I drove my mother’s car; A manual transmission, 1989 deep-purple Volvo station-wagon. I’ve been driving for ten miles. The kind of miles that take forever because you’re on a two-lane county road with frequent and unnecessary stop-lights for the majority of them. Trisha sat passenger. She knew this wouldn’t be a short drive. Through trail […]

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Happy Days

Happy days happen so quickly and keep on coming; Repeating one by one and then another. Life was more simple when I had them numbered.

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The Poster Cat

I vaguely remember the pursuit of perfection.  Long before my thoughts ran amok and lined up in a shared obsession.  I think it started around freshman year.  My English teacher had a poster behind her desk of a tabby cat clinging by it’s paws to a rope. Written below the cat read the pun, “Hang […]

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Explode

I am stagnant.  My pen hovers over paper for an eternity of minutes, before I decide to write this poorly written sentence.  I am stuck.  I am stuck in mind, in-paper, in-making, in-thought, In-Life.  It’s nonsense.  I’m nonsense.  Everything is a bullet to me and I dodge bullets.  I should let them hit me, or pass me […]

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