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Tag Archives: pain
anarchist nights
6.5.2020 [anarchist nights] a young platinum haired boy in shorts stands facing a wall of hazy confused newspaper panels they appear like smoke before him as he raises his imaginary toy ramming device to knock them down. it’s all … Continue reading
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Tagged adolescence, anarchy, damage, distance, pain, play, social unrest, violence
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why did you take my daddy – August 8
8.6.2017 [why did you take my daddy] why did you take my daddy away. at age two he could now talk and ask. six months earlier I had to tell him and his family that dad would never be coming … Continue reading
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Tagged aftermath, Children, consequences, damage, faith, God, grace, pain, recriminations, suicide
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trumpcare 101 – July 21
7.21.2017 [trumpcare 101] it’s not really insurance, the lady tells him you pay us $164 now and we can see your son then we’ll give you a receipt that you file with that company for reimbursement. is there someplace else … Continue reading
Good Friday – inexcusables – April 14
robbery, rape, murder treason, theft, cruelty mean kids bullying the weak, strong kids pushing their weight a mother beating a vulnerable child, a father violating their innocence when we are at our most despicable, totally inexcusable … Continue reading
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Tagged Christianity, failure, faith, forgiveness, Good Friday, grace, guilt, honesty, Jesus, need, pain, redemption, shame, sins
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a visit with Mike – March 11
3.11.2017 out for the day with the prodigal son, damaged by birth, by life, by all the bad chances and changes that can harm and yet, he smiles and we try, because God made him and somewhere in … Continue reading
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Tagged caring, disability, distance, dysfunction, family, God, guilt, handicaps, humanity, journey, life, meaning, mental illness, pain, purpose, relationships
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Vernesta – February 24
2.24.2017 [Vernesta] Vernesta smiled at us, the other seventh graders who came to play. small, slight of build, but wary of gaze, she knew something that the rest of us didn’t as we said come out and play … Continue reading
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Tagged abuse, betrayal, childhood, commercial sex, damage, isolation, pain, sexploitation
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she slid under the water – February 19
2.19.2017 she slid under the water, one last hit bringing a blink into which the family bath disappeared along with the smile and pain and any semblance within this life that a friend or mom or dad or whomever … Continue reading
alzheimer’s – January 9
1.9.2017 a bright face wrestling with the wrath of mind cells going of life loves passing of bodily distancing and medical monitoring and the loss of knowing if God still loves him. ————————-
christmas 2016
12.24.2016 In quiet moments a child is born into a world raging with confusion, fear, and lines of dread. only a gift from outside can still the hearts within. Christmas 2016 Len Freeman —————–
procedure – December 20
12.20.2016 it’ll hurt like hell. thanks doctor I reply. only five seconds but it’ll hurt. so I say go ahead and grit and while I wait for it to get worse it’s over. ——————
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Tagged anticipation, anxiety, endurance, momentary, pain, persistence, surprise
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