The Genius of Robert Frost
Feb 03, 2025

How can one read about roads and not think of The Road Not Taken? "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as…

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Green Island
Feb 03, 2025

We landed, mercifully, on the patch of sun-baked tarmac that was Green Island airport. As I waited for everyone else to exit the tiny plane, I silently cursed myself for sitting in the last row of the tiny plane. When…

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There Are Roads to Take
Feb 03, 2025

Odd, that she’d take some roads and not others. Odd, that she wanted adventure and yet didn’t want to drive, to park, to leave her familiar territory. Well, only part of that is true:she didn’t want to drive. So a…

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Asya (3 of ?)
Feb 03, 2025

So when I came down for morning coffee, Asya was already in the kitchen, a large pot on the stove with steam rising in rivulets, my large spoon held up and a tray of dough circles ready to boil. The…

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Rescue Mission
Feb 03, 2025

"Our path lies to the right. I'm certain." "Julian, you were certain about the last two choices, too, and look where that got us!" "Okay, okay, I admit it would have been nice if the carriage hadn't burned up, and…

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The Path Untrod
Feb 03, 2025

They say the road not travelled is the road best taken. What a load of fucking horseshit! I can hear your complaints already. "But Mike, if you only ever travel on roads you've been on before, you'll go nowhere new,…

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Tikkun olam
Feb 02, 2025

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Ancient Remedies
Jan 31, 2025

It was not right that Padreig should die like this. He deserved better - a heroic death on the field of battle, rather than wasting away from a few simple cuts. The blade must have been poisoned, but there was…

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(Note: Also using this prompt to revise)
Jan 31, 2025

“Which of those houses would you want?” “None of them,” he shrugged. “I like our house.” “Me, too.” It was true. The west side was beautiful, but it wasn’t home. Chris draped his arm around my shoulders, and I leaned…

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Blue collar work
Jan 31, 2025

# The work of repair #writing/daily1000 1.31.25 Honestly, this one I don’t even want to write. I’ve hated the word repair. I feel like the people who use it are into the hazy, therapeutic, California flavored vibe What would I…

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The work of repair
Jan 31, 2025

People live in cracks of our imagination The pieces we allow folks to live are in only spaces we can see but only in the in between parts of the web created Translucent but so incarnate it’s impossible to actually…

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Jan 31, 2025

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