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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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Rebel Reject Rock

  Terrified of the fearfulness of staying put figuring out the power of being strapped down bare back against the back of the bare earth shuddering like aspens cut back to marigolds. A stubborn fuse on a volatile flagpole just … Continue reading

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Elevated and Descended

What we cannot hear from here on the ground is the crashing formation of ice crystals in clouds. Clicking atomic hands-on cascading of proud particulate skydivers clasping in eight ways the invisible net that becomes our environment. What we cannot … Continue reading

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Not Today

Stars surrender at the end of day the sun the master of corners is tripped up at the threshhold by what we dropped in our rush to be told to stop and rest. Surrender, master, or flee your rocky lair … Continue reading

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