Rendered Inexplicably Happy     Somewhere in the morning of Thursdays, I am done with punching a clock for a few days.  I come home and am greeted by four versions of ecstasy that I exist and have come home.  I mix up the dogs' breakfast and...

    There are seams between then and now, now and next, where a choice is stiched onto a past, and the next moment changes everything that follows.  Life is no whole cloth, formed of a piece, but more a cobbling of action and heart and thought, greater or lesser, onto...

    Journey Through  There was a time I knew naught,      when all turned about me     and the world curled apace in my absence.  When secrets were hidden and depths revealed and knots were ne'er broken....

        There are some few of us...

True Things     "Is love a true thing, Grandpa?" "Yes, my son, it is one of them." "How many true things are there?" "That is a wise question. Let us count." "Is beauty one of them?" "No, it is not, because beauty is known differently to each of us....

Pen On Paper 1   There is a good chance the murder of me may be the death of us all.   It's just words.   Old words written maybe in the depth of a despair or the first sweet soft light of hope.  I don't know.   It may have been the remains of...

[posted here with permission]   I woke up to this message this morning...   Dianne Amico April 12 at 11:12pm Report   Hi, Loree - I'd never noticed before [perhaps I wasn't paying attention], but what I"m...

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