Author Archives: rlherb

And finally….

It is a day just like all the rest, no different than any other.  I keep telling myself that, and mostly I believe it.  It seems to last longer than most, but not so much anymore, not like in the … Continue reading

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This will hurt me more it will you…

That phrase was something that provided very little solace to my ears as my mom was about to take a belt to my ass.   But as a parent I became to know that intimately, not that I beat my … Continue reading

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Lost, out of touch…

It’s happening again. That feeling of fuzzy reality, lost in time. Been thinking seriously about what it might be like if I were dead. Mostly dead inside already, the body just hanging on.  This time I know better, having spent … Continue reading

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At least it’s not Paris…

´╗┐Sitting here, looking across the Danube and my stomach is not the only thing that’s empty. My heart feels light, but not in a good way, I have this beautiful view, so romantic and all I can think is that … Continue reading

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Still life

Sitting alone in the corner, I’m comfortable alone. That doesn’t mean that I like it, but it’s easier sometimes. Being alone.  A jazz ensemble is playing an ambient piece, I’m at the monthly evening event at my local museum of … Continue reading

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Pink snow

Sitting at the traffic light steaming about something inconsequential, the wind gusted, the sky grey and ominous as a storm was brewing. It looked like snow I thought to myself.  But since it was late summer the crepe myrtle was … Continue reading

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The mind is a terrible thing…

I think that was a dry line made in a comedic movie, but it’s true.  

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