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– Stir the pot. – Leave. – Repeat. My takeaways from the pep rally are: 1.) Expect a shortened lifespan for having spent so much time on my ass, and;2.) I stayed for the people. It is difficult to get all rah-rah-sisboombah about swapping out the signage since Harvey & Irma came to visit. Think…
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A bromide that sets my teeth on edge is Everything Happens for a Reason. It's insensitive to use that phrase in the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, but it's because of this deadly storm that I'm thinking about why we tell ourselves the things we tell ourselves. If we say a sentence, do we understand the…
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we build high-rises in the rushes and wonder why our socks are wet channel deeplive to breatherecederepeat the onrush of knowing makes us question the answer
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Little Ghostly Dirt Girl encourages you to continue to shout into the void. The message may not always make sense, but it is received in ways beyond your limited ability to prognosticate. All you need to do is remain faithful to what's percolating in your belly. So you're searching for Truth and Beauty? Truth is…
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Hey Phil, I don't care you are a forerunner on the Fake News front. Good on ya, I say. You made a few coins, picked up a loyal batch of readers, and pulled one over on those who thought they picked up a few IQ points reading your hinterland dispatches. Though I will never know…
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"You always ask me. But what about you? Why are you here?" "For the paycheck. But seriously … I'm here to be me and shine a light in dark places. Like this office. Plus I'm a runner and need to learn how to do that surrender thing. Yeah, life lessons. To learn them so I…
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Unless one is a pie crust, being flaky is not an admirable trait. It's like this: you are smart and capable, and have no sense of time at all. You definitely run on your own schedule and have a knack for pulling off the disappearing act. "Hey, did Lance just leave without saying anything?" "Who…
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Second Acts. Encores. Whatcha gonna do when you no longer have to punch a clock? I don't golf. The thought of a cruise ship holiday makes my butthole pucker. I've been making art since I was a child, so that's not going to change, but neither will it pay for my upkeep in old age.…
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I don't like telling another person's story. Not if I wasn't an active participant in it or given written permission. Reckon it's due to my dislike of fictional memoirs and the scourge of humanity: fake news. I also realize this self-imposed creative restraint is the death knell for a writer. I go back-and-forth on the…
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The Silver Needle Theatre appears when foresight steals the spotlight. She's the only venue equipped to show what can only be seen inside the mind. So here I am in the balcony, watching you speak to a packed house. You are dressed in your best white button down, blue jeans, and grey suede shoes. Your…
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