When you know, but pretend not to know

I can't explain why I compare, contrast and categorize life events in the way that I do; grammatically that is. What I can tell you, with declarative certainty, is that verb tenses brought me to the clichéd but absolutely true realization that you should live your life in the present. As is the case with …

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The Intruder

Photo by Plato Terentev on Pexels.com Mine is a crusade to understand this brokenness, with a solid probability that I never will. Like Durga, who is both protector and destroyer, you and I stroll along soft even ground at times only to dangle off steep mountain craigs at others. Just as the sun can be …

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What he didn’t say

Ron Lach on Pexels.com Something wasn't right. The twinge in her stomach told her so. Her eyes confirmed it was so. He was supposed to be there. But there was no sign of his form, his face. Had he changed his mind? Couldn't go through with it any more? No. Nervous energy traveled through her, …

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Antitheses

Photo by Kei Scampa They literally collided, one day, in the hallway at work. One was turning a corner, rather sharply, arms loaded with supplies and the other was bee-lining it to the bathroom. From the get go, they were not mutually simpatico. A superficial dusting unearthed a snobbish pedantic know it all to one …

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Charlie

From the tiniest movements you understand With huge enthusiasm you respond Warm soft little blanket Fierce and brave caped crusader Clown of a plaything Consummate charmer All of you Every hair is dripping with love

Elizabeth Gilbert’s City of Girls

What a read! A confession of sorts within an answer to a question..."What were you to my father?" A declaration of having existed on this earth and left a mark. The highs are dizzyingly so and the lows are lower than pond scum. Somewhere in between is the exercise of living. Living to do, to …

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Snippets of Life (from A to Z) “K”

THE LETTER "K" Kick ass days like those are now few and far between. Who knows how to make more; to set the world on fire again? I will bring the kindling. Days consisting of chills and thrills, ofThe killing moon by Echo and the Bunnymen and of my mom chasing me down  the street …

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A simple life

Her house is a fine example of symmetry. It is the type of house you first draw as a child. The feeling on the untree-lined street of row houses, is one of uncertain suspension and despondency given the overall grey dominating the scene. Still, a few of the homes, in an attempt at bursts of …

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Never to be seen again

I unwrapped his gift slowly, contradictory resentment and protectiveness gurgling up inside. Why had I agreed to this ridiculous public display of obvious compare and contrast? A gasp here and whispers there as the final bits of tissue paper fell away from the package, disclosing the brightly colored item therein. The last item to be …

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