Category Archives: aging

Some idea

words come into my scattered brain like light through a lens my brain mediates and chatters creates worlds and sends living matter that matters more than life and less than light for these words live on when life has gone

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strategy

ink drawings drew me into the soft wartime pages of literature books were creamy rough-edged compliant words plunked into proper places giving order steel nibs guided ink the hatched rough massive trees and trolls good books were worn well-handled treasures … Continue reading

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I’m feeling better, thanks

The kid was dancing along the juices aisle ahead of his mother’s almost-full shopping cart he deaked left, his short blond hair just visible over a small display of canned soup his mother redirected him and he danced toward her … Continue reading

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