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Look at Me Now

Words are my Valium

For my Sister

I wish we would have written that book or screen play about our family it would have been a dark comedy because the right kind of hindsight can turn anything fucked up into something funny I wish you had never... Continue Reading →

Me

When I was a kid, I wanted to become an Olympian (think Jackie Joyner Kersee), become a private detective in Los Angeles, own a bakery, get married and have 10 kids (adopting 4 who were disabled or unwanted). If I... Continue Reading →

Night

 The night says: Come hide under the wings of my twilight where you can come and go as you please Breathe moonlight Feel the earth cradle you beneath your feet Lean on the wisdom of trees Kneel under the cathedral... Continue Reading →

Losing Ground

They see platforms  we see planks They hand out parachutes to the drowning And lock up the life rafts Offering the rest of us a place in line To suture our hearts With Bible Belts and boot straps Time for... Continue Reading →

This 

And this is the challenge for this generation: For both sides of our wars to surrender For the soldiers to disregard their orders To look their enemies in the eyes and think only "My God, how human" Over and over

Starting Over

I’m still trying to fill up my soul with a bottle of nothing still trying to find peace in the moment by catching the tail wind of tomorrow still trying to climb my way out of a burning building going... Continue Reading →

Hope

sometimes all you can do is hang on through the hurricane as the blizzard bullet snow blows swinging knotted branches echo leaves long since gone eyes closed to the feeling of tunnels digging then to remember it’s how the light... Continue Reading →

I See

It was the beginning of nightmare Rolling thunder came in from under the radar My eyes searched in vain for the sun I saw sky scraper Just before my jaw hit the ground I got the rug pulled out When... Continue Reading →

Moments in the Shade

It's the cycle the up swing and return the up can't remember how dark the backswing was like the dark was born out of some other dimension another version of me with an over zealous imagination But then it comes... Continue Reading →

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