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Monthly Archives: February 2008
She left today.
She left today. With so much mourning to do already this weekend, I’m overflowing. I went as far as I could. Farther than anyone else would have, but it’s never more than halfway if the other person won’t take the … Continue reading
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Julio Gonzalez RIP 2-23-08
Julio Gonzales, one of my closest friends, was killed this morning in a motorcycle crash. He’s dead. He was 24. We rode together often and had nearly matching bikes and almost identical riding styles. I bought my helmet from him. … Continue reading
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Currents
I’ve heard several analogies lately about life being in some way compared to a large body of water, ocean, sea, etc. I wonder if this actually works… In theory, I like it. In application, it has some surprising results. Generally … Continue reading
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Evil
I dreamt last night. Her black skirt flared a few inches out as it passed her knees, like a halo surrounding the last whispered prayer of a bombshell. A pencil skirt I think they call it. Belted high, it reminded … Continue reading
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Cold Fire.
Outside on the curb, in what passes for winter air in Arizona, everything looks like it’s on fire. Everything’s burning. The coffee in my left hand. The cigarette in my right. My breath is the smoke from the cold fire … Continue reading
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