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A 1960’s Northern Town

fading back the years, to Friday-paid dirt-nailed stand-up straight-razor guys, smoke-stenched beer-drenched, immersed in Willy Dixon’s words strung like wire barbed across their hearts; lost in deep resonances of factory-line steam-hammers raw and edged like John Lee Hooker’s “BOOM…BOOM…BOOM “, … Continue reading

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A Passage Through Time

Time was forgotten by time itself, even those that remembered and knew of its harsh cadences fell into a silent repose; where no time no longer mattered, for in essence time itself was no more, no morrow, no morning mourning … Continue reading

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In Dreams

I dream of, I have dreamt of Mountains and those who’ve climbed them; I dream of, I have dreamt of Seas and those who’ve sailed them; I dream of, I have dreamt of Clouds and those who’ve flown above them; … Continue reading

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Dustbowl Memories ( A short story )

“Never felt heat like it kid..”; my grandpa would reminisce apropos of nothing. It would always be Summer and we’d be sweltering as a family out on the porch trying to catch our collective breaths and there’d be grandpa reassuring … Continue reading

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Smiling People

No promise was broken but time went astray as we watched, watched the people the smiling people go on their way; No time was broken but promise went astray as things we’d hoped for hoped for so long turned another … Continue reading

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Vanishing Point

Far,far away in some distant place past some vanishing point on a horizon pan-caked flat indivisible from the sky, here we are here we wander, around and around wondering how we’ve come to be here; newly arrived somehow at a … Continue reading

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The Writer Writes

If everything that I write is everything that I am, then all the words I’ve written is all of me; Words are my flesh, and stories my breath; I walk in dreams, I have been to the mountain top and … Continue reading

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