Category: Memories
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New Year’s Eve
Of all the “holidays” that we, as a society, celebrate, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day are the most “modern”. Devoid of any pretense of meaning that underlies our celebrations of Christmas, Hanukah, Saturnalia, Yule, Samhain, or Kwanzaa; “New Years” is unabashedly artificial, A placeholder for revelry and sadness based on the turning of…
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So there’s this bush…
There’s this bush by my house. It just sits there minding its own business, but every June , it reminds me that it’s a lilac bush. This unassuming green bush blossoms in an amazing display of purple flowers. And the perfume… worth the cost of the allergy meds. Now, it doesn’t care who watches it,…
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It’s Exhausting To Feel: Reflection On Emerging From The Covid Experience (written June 27, 2021)
18 months ago I was happy… and sad. I smiled, and frowned, and made jokes that came from inside, went on rants , and spoke of kindness. Then it happened and the world turned into death. Not the individual deaths (like the kind I’m just now processing) but death on a massive scale. It was…
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On the growth of wings…
A memory of my youth, and the maturing bond between father and son. It was a ‘67 Olds 98, huge and beautiful with a gold body and a fake black leather roof, seats big as couches. As a teen I used to wait for my dad outside at night and he’d take me to the…
It’s Loud Inside My Head… The Poetry and Prose of A Man Who Feels Too Much. 