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Meanderings

Bodily functions are the weirdest oddest thing. The most important people have them as well as others. I wonder if spies ever took advantage of the desperate need to poo after a milky breakfast for the large numbers of lactose … Continue reading

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Orange Mountains

Every hot wind carrying ancient dust that blows in our faces hears us out as we swear that we won’t be like the others, we won’t be like the rest. Our hearts rise and fall in waves in ebbs and … Continue reading

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contrary thingsĀ 

They promised that they would live to a song of their own making when they could sing and make music. It would be like a patch of grass, that song, floating on the ocean, on an endless wave. There would … Continue reading

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The other side of the wall

Said the first lady to the second ” Maybe there is a land, a secret place where there grows blue things and people and there is enchantment and wonder and power and romance, and you could ride off.into the sunset … Continue reading

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the meeting

I never thought that we would bleed again so profusely, so much blood, each stroke down, a little more in control, each stroke up, the words a little rounder than before, the blood spurts like a small spring from the … Continue reading

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figurative deaths

Each day I wonder if I am good enough, but then I die, and it all falls down like a puppet whose strings have been cut, and its guiding sticks have clattered to the floor, where there lies a metal … Continue reading

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breathe

There once was a piece of fear and a part of love and they were friends. That was me and you. We walked hand in hand, the summer we were seven, through the streets of SLC. On the hot pavement, … Continue reading

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