

that time
First I saw the blinking red light. Then I pressed the button. Then I heard the beep. Then I heard, “Hello Eric, this is your brother Tom. Call me back as soon as you get this. You'd better be sitting down.”
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kitchen memories
xerxes, fried baloney, cleopatra click click, powdered eggs, slimy chicken in #10 cans, the toaster fire, the burnt cabinet, slicing
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Buried Alive
Could those human bones we dug up that time have been cursed? Could I have been cursed? Could we have been cursed? We put them back, but maybe that didn’t help. I did everything I could to avoid digging up the bones of my assault.
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Random Encounter
As we wept—my father and I—I wondered if it was for his friend, after all. I wondered if it was for him. I wonder if it was for me.
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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
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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.
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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
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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,
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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.