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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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10 A.D.

It’s coming, I can just see it around the corner of my mind.  It’s not so much seeing as knowing. I can’t bear the thought of seeing it full on. Instead I look away, slip around another corner of life … Continue reading

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Music city

They say that music soothes the savage soul. I believe it. I’m stuck in Nashville on business and with a sour damaged soul I embarked onto Broadway, making a stop in not a few bars; Legends, Tootsies, Jack’s. Then off … Continue reading

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Bright Shining like the Sun

Burning bright, just before the end, then it faded. As the sun disappeared below the trees I looked down at the stains of sticky blood, it was not so red, not like the movies. On the brown leaves it was … Continue reading

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Be Prepared

“How have you been?” “Sad, my youngest graduated last spring. That means the end is near. When he leaves for college, she will too.” That’s how the conversation started, I was talking to my friend on the phone. My friend … Continue reading

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Inheritance

I have an odd sense of beauty, I inherited it from my son. I know that sounds wrong, I suppose he inherited it from me long ago and somewhere along the way I forgot. My son had an eclectic group … Continue reading

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Ashes to ashes…

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I said quietly to no one as I scoped handfuls of red Alabama clay into the small hole onto the sad shrunken carcass, just a matted calico tail escaped the shroud, one of my … Continue reading

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