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Wall

Generations rise and fall for us all always the same, never the same are they? Generations rise and fall. For each one it’s always the same and never the same? What if we all quit buying and selling and let … Continue reading

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Stuck

  Backed up jams of lost drivers not kosher mixing unlike and unlike as if akin two sugars of ennui in mug of anger begging for some eye contact street stops things begin shaking wary of traffic in prevarication overrun … Continue reading

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Need’s Need

We need the needy without whom skin would thicken and nobody’d need nothin’. The speechless child, the maimed uncle, family members, neighbors and strangers who took the fates not yet woven around us, whose points of view are so far … Continue reading

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Love in an Ultimatum

It’s the generation of the fast and the slow. It’s the generation of the fast and the slow. All mixed together like sunshine and snow. She’s got a plastic face. She’s got a cell phone heart. She’s got a plastic … Continue reading

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One Nation Indescribable

Here is how politics works the candidate is opposed to the present then when elected blocks the future then they retire on fat pensions writing memoirs that castrate the past. Driving in clouds of strychnine both in front of and … Continue reading

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One Travel

  I was sitting in the library thinking about the sunrise and writing about the slow orange slipping away. In a script as agile as a school of dolphins the mystery could be read as plain as an embroidered pillowcase … Continue reading

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Same Is Not the Same

  The philosopher tried to write like a poet but couldn’t do it. The poet played with grand ideas fast and loose. The pilot promised the driver it was sweet at thirty thousand feet. The driver replied trust me while … Continue reading

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