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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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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Time Rants

Time rants and Time rages. Time commits and acquits in stages;  all in a dog’s day of Summer.  Time’s ideas are static, though his body frantic.  His mouth, always in motion. Time gives and Time takes. Time makes love and flakes love;  all in a dog’s day.  Time wanders in wonder and then falls apart; […]

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Tick Tock

It was some time.  Not the best.  Not the worst.  Just Time.  And though there were times I knew I brought out the worst in Time, Time was, as Time is; incredulous, omnipresent and overwhelmingly ostentatious. I despised Time.  Yet I had no knowledge or reason or clarity of what Time felt of me.  I […]

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I am Christmas Morning

I sign another line.  This time, I do not think about the hoops and swirls and dots. I don’t stop to break a stroke. My hand is stable and my eyes are dry. I flip the paper. I sign another line… …It was a long time ago.  When I was young, younger than you are […]

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