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  • When I Was 17

    I remember not wanting to be around, afraid of my own shadow, playing anxiety games with my friends, see who could cover their shadow, who might understand the freedom the real world, the possibility that exists beyond our dreams. ~ I remember sleepless nights with an amphetamine, the coursing through my veins attitude, we could…

  • Death In the Family

    We knew in his eyes a fear he wouldn’t ever reveal to anyone he smiled, we cried, we knew he would wander boiling pressure every glance seemed agenda, hadn’t quite known youth; a soccer field was his life then, but how quickly we move beyond who we are, where we belong. we knew, he would…

  • Solace in Rejection

    Haunting, perhaps a notion, angst, some feeling of fear in the pit of my stomach, that which I never want to return to again, yet, I haven’t a clean slate, I have human condition instead, matched up with societal choices, favors, friends, family, all the different values of our history, that open the doors, and…

  • Just, Actors

    *** When we were like this, nobody really stepped inside our world. We could laugh and cry together, hold one another, count on each other, and smile for the camera as ourselves. ~ We lived real lives beyond the facade of entertainment; so compelling, so intriguing, so decimating that our passions were swept up in fear…

  • Tonight

    Tonight the pain becomes a central idea, a notion, a recall, a, sort of, panacea. Tonight turns life happy toward celebration, the opportunity to herald a healthy decision. What happened then could occur tomorrow, might even be a possibility without my halo, for the reality of our lives is a fragile pedestal we could so…

  • Walking Faceless

    Taking a stroll downtown to walk the pavement The many faces, the many eyes, the many silent Moments that brush past their shoulders every Waking morning, every tired day’s end so ready ~ Return home or to that place they find some solace A refuge with walls, cornerstones; a quiet palace Dinner is prepared with…

  • Lest We Forget We are Human Beings -prose-

    There’s a famous line in the relatively obscure movie Freedom Writers that has stuck with me since the first time I heard it in context. ‘You know what’s gonna happen when you die? You’re gonna rot in the ground.” – Erin Gruwell. The context speaks to a young African American student wanting to be recognized…

  • We Can Notice Someone

    Walking in the park I noticed a couple of people Non-descript just hanging out Keeping to themselves and living I could feel the laughter through one of their smiles Seemed to radiate through a forest of spiritual energy I believe we are all meant to see these moments Even when we don’t understand I believe…

  • The Journey continues … (prose)

    Tonight I’m faced with wonder. I heard about a friend of mine’s brother who is on his final moments in that vehicle of a human body he has been blessed with some twenty plus years. His travel on Earth cut short by an artificial stimulant that decidedly stopped his heart, and now he awaits the…

  • Fragile, Human, Love

    We are a natural trip are we not Stubborn, tough, confident We walk into a room and we are noticed Attention, smiles, familiar We will need each other only when we want to Cry, sigh, tell me why Heart is aching tonight Thinking about you, and you, and Grace Wondering about choices Deciding that while…

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