Category Archives: Thoughts

Views

I don’t know what people see that I don’t see when they look at me.

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daysleeping

the best thoughts come when i’m near sleep and too lazy to get up and jot them down.

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The only thing you’re allowed to talk about is the weather

A middle-aged man stepped into the elevator with me. He was holding a half-gallon of milk with his left fingers. Weirdo. His other arm barely held onto a stack of very loose papers. His suit was baggy and his shoes … Continue reading

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ENERGY

Energy is measured by how bright the room gets how warm smiles shine how high spirits are lifted how calm the nerves become how sweet the truth sounds when you enter the place.  

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Buffering

There is a twirling like the loading symbol of incomplete thoughts on a two-thirds filled waterbed.  

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Fighting

I didn’t notice the silence or the ringing in my ears I’m shaking keeping my fist stiff a walk in a dark alley The bullets bury themselves alive in the minds of thoughtful youths Blankets are still warm there’s cotton … Continue reading

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Dear Friends!

The year is coming to a close and of course, like most people, I’m planning and thinking of ways to edify myself in the new decade. There’s a lot that can be improved upon–and it took me some time to … Continue reading

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Rope.

I was a bully. I said all the bad things. I made her cry. I made her go back home. I made her quit. I broke all of the pieces. I broke. She came to me one day. She said … Continue reading

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In memory

What if we loved people the way we do when we’ve heard news that they’ve died? Wouldn’t your heartfelt cries mean more if they heard you while they were alive?

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Lodessa

Lodessa ran fast. She ran faster than the boys. Curly hair to her knees. Lodessa made a lot of noise. Her hips were as wide as her smile. Lodessa walked like anti-depressants. Lodessa could make you dream. She’d have you … Continue reading

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