Monthly Archives: March 2014

This City.

I was mired. Stuck out in the snow. The cold kept me indoors, where I stared myself down and didn’t like any of the results that stared back. Winter seemed endless, as did my problems and issues. The words I would … Continue reading

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Cold.

I pour, “I love you’s” like cups of coffee. I add kisses as one adds cream and sugar.   But coffee grows cold and cream curdles.   Yet, beyond these frail finalities always lies another fresh cup.    

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Death.

I don’t dwell on it it’s as distant as stars and as foreign an alphabet as cyrillic. I am lucky.   I dwell too much on other errors and other problems: a vice here and a mistake there. Those are … Continue reading

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Insomnia.

It’s a bad idea to watch TV when you can’t sleep. Although it’s not a lonely experience to gaze into the screen. There’s always someone talking, always someone to have a face to face exchange with. Right now, multiple people … Continue reading

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Writer’s Block.

I don’t actually have writer’s block. I was organizing the gigantic pile of writing on my desk (Some of it dates back to 2008, I wish I was prolific enough to warrant a gigantic pile of writing.) when I came across … Continue reading

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St. Patrick’s Day.

I have posted this before, but I thought it was relevant enough to drag it out of the past.  Have a Jameson for me. Or rather, have one with me, since I’m drinking Jameson. Cheers, Saints don’t drink. At least, they … Continue reading

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A Western.

It had been a funny thing to watch a man bleed to death. Butch Robinson stuffed his Colt back into it’s holster and took a deep breath of the cold mountain air. His aim had been impeccable, and he had … Continue reading

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