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places of forgetting

I am not defined by you.  I am defined by my actions.  My actions shape my world.  Your perception is yours.  My …

Just a little further

Civilization is like a thin layer of ice upon a deep ocean of chaos and darkness. W. Herzog   I’ve been spending …

The shame of not living

I was sitting there next to my best friend’s wife and she’d just finished crying on my shoulder about dates and their …

Exemptions not given here

You are  not exempt, nor should you wish to be. You must face into the wind, feel the sting of dirt and …

Gifts from the void

Destruction is a gift. The rubble left behind seems like so much jagged mess – bearing the taint of old in a …

Jean, like Cotton

My friend has passed today, someone I loved and admired.  She lived a long life, filled me with stories and helped give …

Under Erasure

In retrospect, it rolled in like a thunderstorm in summertime. The hot, blistering sunny day breaks with a hot breeze. Clouds roll …