Clear as a dream
Dec 27, 2024

Guns no longer function, tanks, missiles, surface-to-air munitions, drones. Flame-throwers, rocket launchers, swords in hand. Hands lashing out in violence, words sent out in anger, a hand raised to hit, to punch, to maim. None of it works, oil cannot…

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Dec 27, 2024

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August
Dec 27, 2024

Every once in a while And I don’t know how to repeat it I get a glimpse of a sunlit world Beautiful sand castles near the shiny sea A benign tide Long rollers Fat toddlers with big brimmed hats Digging…

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Annie #1.2 New
Dec 27, 2024

(Note: this follows what you read last time.) Sleet started to fall, crisping the ends of my hair. I got into the rental and drove back to my dad’s house, where my Uncle Wade was waiting on the porch with…

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Clear as a Dream
Dec 27, 2024

I think my great character fault – well, one of them, anyway – was that I had no dream. I mean I had no hell-bent, clearly-focused vision of what I wanted to do, what I wanted to become. Ambitions and…

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It’s not me; it’s you
Dec 26, 2024

We don’t seem to like one another very much anymore in America. Not like we did before COVID, and not like we did before Trump. You’d think that the awful losses we shared during the virus and the shutdown would…

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Take What’s Still Given
Dec 26, 2024

Take what’s still given? I do take it; I take whatever is offered. I blank on the rest, push it aside. Yet, as I sit on this airplane and watched young parents with babies and children, I can’t help but…

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Show Business/My Business
Dec 26, 2024

We are all limited by what we think we deserve .....and when it comes to the knowledge of our futures, we are all limited by what we don't even know we don't know..... what we don't know we don't know…

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Friends : No Sit-Com
Dec 26, 2024

Life can be cute sometimes, but mostly it is not.

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A Friend’s Love Came to Me
Dec 26, 2024

Is she a friend? Can I call Danielle a friend? Well, I will. Danielle is married to my stepson Paul, the youngest son of my deceased husband. That does not make him young. None of us is young. In any…

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Boo’s Way
Dec 25, 2024

Boo’s Way Dogs will eat anything. Anything. One dog of ours successfully ate and digested most of a white stripes cd when he was a pup. Another actually ate the front cover of my son’s Spanish Book but I told…

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Take what’s still given
Dec 25, 2024

In this season of spirit and shortened days of quiet and unruly uncertaintude the tidings and tides of the world (which way sway, which way aft) there resides, rides collides, the question of what is given and what is left…

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