Reality changes all the time and it is never going to change back. We are never going back to the pre-Trump era or the one before the sexual revolution. We are never going back to racial purity. I have to assume I’m a racist. I don’t think I am, but there are a lot ofContinue reading “I Have to Assume I’m a Racist”
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I Let My Mind Go Out And Play
I let my mind go out and play while I took care of some chores. I watched it from the windows, swinging from the trees. I kept myself from running out to help when I saw it stumble and cry. Sometimes you have to hit the dog on the nose with a rolled-up newspaperContinue reading “I Let My Mind Go Out And Play”
…2019
Like all new years, 2019 dawns with limitless promise and if the past is any guide 2019, like 2018, will end with most of those promises unfulfilled. It is the few that will be filled that provide hope for our dreams. Fear of the unknown causes so many problems, but their solutions also lie inContinue reading “…2019”
What I Mean
What I mean when I say “I love you,” and what it means when you hear it are two very different things. That’s where words break down. They can’t adequately describe the feeling, it must be demonstrated to be understood, if even that can do it.
Like the back of my hand
I We came from the place where they mold your dreams into memories that do not fade. We walked along the river that flows both ways until the machine ran out on us and the molten rocks flowed down the hills. We talked with the man who taught one of us how to swim andContinue reading “Like the back of my hand”
