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When the time has Run out…
When love is all around, as you are lowered into the ground – what are you feeling? Is it peace or regret?
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The Muttering River Chapter 2
The lake was on the other side of the county – I never really went there too often since I felt, in a strange way, that I was cheating on the river by enjoying the lake. Strange since I also felt like I was cheating on Jacklyn by enjoying Sandy.
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Frenzied life
Willy Loman, George Costanza, Freddy Goodwell, salesman who lost their way and ended up with nothing, a pole and a legacy erased. Somewhere Howard Beale is opening a window as the king of mice contemplates his next move. T.S. Garp walks through the halls and sees Harpo Marx talking to himself out loud, while Charlie…
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The Muttering River – Chapter 1
I would be hanging out with my friends in the parking lot of the diner, laughing and flirting with the girls and suddenly a blanket would fall over me. I would feel a sense of dread, like a bruise inside of me pulsating…I would go use the bathroom and then find my way to the…
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Seasons of Hopes and Dreams
As August began I would begin to look forward to Autumn and then to winter. It’s literally the middle of the summer and all I can do is dream and become sentimental and romanticize freezing temperatures and snowy evenings. The cold air blowing, snowstorms, hot chocolate and sweaters. If you were cold, you could put…
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Love can be that way
Her eyes were wide open in love and she could see no imperfections in the man who held her hand. Love can be that way…
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Independence
But those fourth of July’s…beach, barbecues and good times…at least that is what I choose to remember. We cannot change the past or truly remember exactly how things were. Our memory rewrites the stories over and over again. Embellishing the good times and perhaps being quietly haunted by the bad. Things weren’t always so simple…
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A Masterpiece in Shreds
I see you, you see me and you turn away and blush. I smile and you see me from the side with a quick glance, I smile and I walk closer. I sense your perfume and I yearn for your lips, your neck… I remember the times we sat together facing an empty stage, your…
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Feeling and Saying, “Thank You”
From last year and so important to remind ourselves
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Got to be Me
I must have died a thousand times in my life, suppressing that spark in my soul that lit up my worlds.
