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Sometimes it’s easier to have magical thinking than it is to deal with reality. Fantasy...
Read MoreFeb 1, 2023 | Stories
I’ve spent some time writing, thinking, and writing. Having the shit scared out of me with...
Read MoreFeb 1, 2023 | Poetry
The two colors of brown on the guitar, gold harmonicas whistling and the white keys of the accordion dancing with the black. The bonds built with song are engulfed with multitudes of smiles, only at each other. Harmony ignored;...
Read MoreJan 29, 2023 | Stories
Today is Sunday and as a self-proclaimed Jesus lovin homo I went to church. I’ve gone to a few...
Read MoreJan 26, 2023 | Stories
On Tuesday I had my first appointment with the oncologist/hematologist. It’s at a pretty hospital...
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