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The Puddle of Suck

I admit, I have suffered from depression. Clinical, real depression. I don’t talk about it overly much and I don’t let my co-workers know, though some of my friends are aware. I am a depressive person in remission. I’ve learned … Continue reading

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Breath

In a breath, everything changes. I turn my head to see the distant sound of someone else’s conversation or the flicker of movement in the corner of my eye only to discover something has grown in front of me. Organic, … Continue reading

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Experiment

What is an experiment but a test that you have control over? You set the parameters, the assumptions you have to operate within, but you set the conditions from which the world blooms. The blossom unveils true colors that may … Continue reading

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Forgotten

Of use one moment, then abandoned upon the ground, the glint of a piece of plastic half-hidden by the snow is found. A piece of non-biodegradable waste once used for something useful: to keep something clean; to keep it edible; … Continue reading

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Choose Your Life

When I was a kid, I used to LOVE choose your adventure books. I was never willing to commit, though. I would find the solution I chose, but before I read it, I would stick a finger in and then … Continue reading

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Countdown

Five. I’ve never understood the golden rings, when the number five has always been more like a hand lifted in the expression of unarmed proof or perhaps halt. Four. Two plus two or two times two, the number of the … Continue reading

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Dopamine

They (unsung neurologists or stranger on the street who can get no stranger than the neurologists) say avoid addiction, especially if you have an addictive personality. But how can you identify your own obsessive, unquenchable thirst for fulfillment and anonymous … Continue reading

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Embrace paradoxical anachronisms

I sing Good King Wenseslaus in the middle of June. I crave Italian ice in December. Because it storms, I eat pie for breakfast, but sausages and pancakes for dinner. I have picnicked beneath a table during a blizzard and … Continue reading

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Today

Tomorrow is a thought away – a hope, a wish, a distant goal with all the world to support and embrace to make all that kinetic potential eventually possible. Yesterday is a melancholic dream filled with golden edges and foggy … Continue reading

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A dog’s life – morning

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One of those days

A metallic taste taints my tastebuds, lingering upon my lingual compass with no ascertained reason. Was there something I ate? Something I drank? It leaves me uneasy and out of sorts. I can forget for a few moments if I … Continue reading

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Useful at the most hectic time

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Audience Participaton!

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The Five Year Plan – reversed

At a job interview, they ask “what is your five year plan?” But I can’t plan my dinner, how can I plan five years in the future? But the past, I could tell you the past. Five years ago, I’d … Continue reading

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Omens

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Telephone

There is a game that many children play. I think it has a hundred different names,but when I was a child, we called it telephone. I think it was introduced to us as “telephone operator” but I grew up in … Continue reading

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Customer Service Needed

I have angular cheilitis. It’s embarrassing, but not really all that noticeable or irritating, EXCEPT when I go to the dentist. I looked up the information and this particular (even mild) condition is often a result of low iron, or … Continue reading

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The Space Between

There, in the place in between, I look for you. I compress myself as small as I can, feeling bloated and huge. But I know that is right because I could never be too small when I try to wedge … Continue reading

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Love for the Ages

The years pass by punctuated by brief moments of light and lingering losses. Pieces of me pulled apart; petals prey to autumn’s cool winds. And just as I wonder how I can go on, I feel your arm around my … Continue reading

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My Cloudy Skies

The brightest illumination, golden and glowing, rises in me when you are amused. And when you grow frustrated, the clouds cover my skies. How I wish I could wish them away. I mispeak and you flee and my world tears … Continue reading

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