The Center of Myself.
Jan 16, 2026

The center of myself is my core that keeps me together. As long as I remember to pull my belly into my backbone from time to time as I go about my everyday life, my core develops. On weekends, by…

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Brunch
Jan 16, 2026

In the aftermath of a great slaughter there always seems to be a great love among the survivors affected. Like after great sex, all the passions are spent, sheets a mess, weird fluids here and there, we are ready to…

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The Center
Jan 16, 2026

What quickly came to mind was our nation's Great Continental Divide....running from the Bering Strait in Alaska down the spine of the Rocky Mountains, (I had to look that up) and it divides the waters, determining what water flows to…

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Surprise Valley
Jan 16, 2026

The first summer I lived in Surprise Valley, there wasn’t much rain, but somehow there were rainbows, so many that I told a ranch woman, "This place should be called Rainbow Valley." She wasn't the talkative type, but she said…

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Stink and all
Jan 15, 2026

I love the America like I love my own feet. They are old and a lot of shit has gone down there: fractures, misunderstandings (pointe shoes, pointed shoes in general, pointed shoes with high heels in specific), fungi, blisters, sprains,…

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Energy
Jan 15, 2026

Albert Einstein said, "Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another." He was taking about the laws of physics, but maybe it applies to what happens to people's souls, or their primary…

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Let’s Pretend
Jan 15, 2026

There is an overwhelming truth - or I guess I should type Truth - about existence that is so huge, so powerful, so encompassing, that we humans spend every waking moment pretending in order to protect ourselves from its power.....or…

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Jess #1
Jan 15, 2026

(Note: I'm using the platform to work on the final (I hope) draft of a novel. Here's the opening of one of my characters.) “Momma!” Ivy shouted from the living room. “There’s a dead pig on the porch.” I arranged…

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Who We Pretend to Be.
Jan 15, 2026

Who we pretend to be is a way to find out who we are and who we can be. As children, we pretend to be artists, dancers, doctors, nurses, teachers, cops and robbers, construction workers, basketball players, firefighters, lifeguards, cooks,…

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Stunned–into Ecstasy.
Jan 14, 2026

Stunned into ecstasy, knocked out by advertisements, Influencers! Celebrities! I lose my mind, my common sense. My eyes, bombarded with colorful pictures, my ears vibrate to a carnival of bizarre harmonic sounds, my precious brain is at risk for concussion.…

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A Little Humility, Please.
Jan 14, 2026

What I know best is a small thing, easily overlooked, yet when I give it a try it feels like a big thing. Think -- a before and after situation. My before situation was me being filled with angry pride,…

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