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Lithic and Vigor

Languages dying cultures disappearing people primed and processed by monolithic mafia. Many years ago when I was young sensations less and more inhabited the forests. Kids ran all day their range dangerous like that red time of life we were … Continue reading

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Difficult Broad

In reading enough news distant versus the near face against backside an initial question tumbling downhill picks up a dozen more and in that moment of connecting perspective a brighter story emerges. In that moment of exit from warm kitchen … Continue reading

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Not Afraid

[verse] When a boy I was unencumbered by my ignorance all the rules I didn’t know had no hold on innocence inclinations high and low made great and small sense. Growning up I made trouble for my Mom and Dad … Continue reading

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What Time Is It

  [A] It was mine, now it is not it was here, where did it run off to? I could see time, and it felt my hands trying to hold on to its sand. [A] When time is gone it’s … Continue reading

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Relief and Finally Thanks

  I thank not aloud the squirrels up the bark and down the stairwells without which I could not have cinched the saddle and ridden between summer and winter pastures. I foot-by-foot place my feet on the rungs up the … Continue reading

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Outed

stored dark unshadowed unconscious closet strangler door snuck awareness futility upset hung under over whelmed will exposed reluctantly opposed lit skin peeled husk bested revealing wheels I wanted to turn for so many years but feared.  

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Free

A patient bunch of grapes on a stem on my plate on the table one makes a run for it. Free as it gets. Swing in the yard hangs from the elm dangling low attached high. Half free. Nobody looking … Continue reading

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