Whose Eyes do You Use?
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There are so many things we grieve without realizing we are grieving. Maybe
that is why my grief went undetected for so long. The next cavern the Lord
bro...
Strategic Retreat
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"It started with a fire on the stove. A moment’s inattention to some oil
and three kernels of popcorn in a pot. Never mind, clap the lid on, set the
pot ou...
What the Inside of My Brain Really Looks Like
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Looking through some poems to submit for an anthology tonight, I realized
that MOST of my poems are these sort of weird, stream-of-consciousness
things. It...
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