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nightmares come – November 3

Posted on November 4, 2017 by

11.3.2017 nightmares come of fears and terrors places, faces that know no mercy   that smile at evil and play no face to honor   fears of a world not open to the One   such that waking is to … Continue reading →

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late in the day – October 20

Posted on October 23, 2017 by

10.20.2017 [late in the day] late into the day aches neck, shoulders heart. ============

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July 2 – soul waiting

Posted on July 3, 2017 by

7.2.2017 [soul waiting] squirrels, bullfrogs, an owl drops by, savoring the detritus of deep suburban life and quiet. more quiet than we are used to with the sound turned off and the phone out of range. brother elswyn sat for … Continue reading →

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monsters have chances – September 6

Posted on September 7, 2016 by

9.6.2016 monsters have chances to get it right   what did I do wrong the boy said   turn around I have to go to the bathroom   click went the revolver first chance   bang went the revolver second … Continue reading →

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characters arrive – August 25

Posted on August 26, 2015 by

8.25.2015 characters arrive as old friends the three pines spinning tales of bravery, fear, faith, decency; a good book opening recollections of things known before we knew. ———————-

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old faces – August 15

Posted on August 17, 2015 by

8.15.2015 old faces look out at distances they cannot fathom to times that disappear into what.   there was always purpose, task now only days seemingly empty no apparent seeming except to breathe and weaken.   is it disillusion or … Continue reading →

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she asks for four – July 1

Posted on July 1, 2015 by

7.1.2015 she asks for four bag lunches each morning   supposedly for children unseen   her approach is slow, steady head down   covered up in her coat and hat   expression blank responses mono-syllabic   as if life has … Continue reading →

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