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I can’t believe it has been two weeks since I haven’t blogged. I’ve been really lazy in all kinds of ways from my rewriting, coloring, exercising, and reading. It seems I don’t want to do anything worth any substance. I don’t know how people find time to do things after work like feed their children…
It’s only a kind of fruitWithout a nameNothing fancyNo discernable colorThe shape unfamiliarNo bell or whistleThe bruises not dark to seeIt’s skin only paleNothing inside but a maggot
James and Margaret’s marriage was behind the eight ball and now it was even further because of James’ lateness. Neither one acknowledged the other in the room and not even this new therapist could get them to look at each other. “Tell me what to say and I’ll say it,” James said. “You know that’s…
My dreams usually consist of getting away from someone or proving myself to someone inferior to my intelligence, gifts, and moods. Every time I wake up, I’m never in a cold sweat or panicking because much of my walking life has some similarities to my dreams. The only difference is my dreams are not real…
Augustus had tried since his teenage years to fit all of his life’s possessions and experiences into one small carry-on luggage his grandmother had given him for his eighteenth birthday. He didn’t know why she thought this would be a good present for him. His parents never instilled in him that travel was a good…

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