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Shooting

Go slow in traffic and remember that this peace is beautiful. Follow as many people as you can. Speak your truth calmly and clearly; listen to others, even the weak and ignorant; They also have their
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By the Skin of We Teeth

First crown one month into the shut-in, shut-down. The beginning of the time when nothing changed. When the before and after merged. Dutifully avoiding contact. No, no, the social ramifications of the pandemic were we wet
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what we love is what we hope is who we are

For most of my life, I felt disconnected and adrift. My childhood was marked by abuse and neglect. I never felt like I belonged to my birth family. The thing I remember most about being young
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My Vertical Interrogation

I believe I am the figment of a little boy’s imagination. He’s trying to imagine himself in the future. In a different future than the one he expects. I am ten years old imaging I am sixty-three.
that time
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A Bad Fall, and a Return

(This is part of a series. You can read related posts here.) I had a bad fall. As in the season. My mood generally turns dour around September, but then usually gets better by Thanksgiving. My
that time
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99942 Apophis

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we begin

that was how it started, this is how it started, that death, this death, two points, on an imaginary line, only one point, on a circle, a clock...
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The Custom of Violence

It is not known what his disposition was as an infant but it is assumed that he was born innocent, curious, bright. His parents were mostly absent, the father physically, spending his days looking for work
that time
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A Man in Full

Despite his six foot height and broad shoulders, his clothes hung on him loosely like a child growing into hand-me-downs. He wore a green plaid flannel shirt, faded blue jeans and shiny black boots. Tattoos peeked
that time
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Xenon Neptune

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