Nothing is too ugly for this world. I think, rather, it is us pretending not to see. My father tells me a story, about my grandfather’s funeral, and how an uncle approached him and asked if he had seen the casket yet. I am two, maybe three, on some stranger’s lap probably beside my brother, …
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Watch this Video I said that when I revamped the blog, it was going to be different than it was before. A bit more real—more rugged and more raw. Exploratory. Experimental. I think, if anything, it’s proven mostly to be confusing to the people who are close to me. Our society is a social media …
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My bathtub has a leak. My fucking bathtub, has a leak. I had a story posted on a site last week and in the story I talk all about how I am going to go home and run a bath. And so I go home and run a bath and all the water comes out …
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I took a brief hiatus from my blogging this week. 2017 has come in with a crashing of symbols and disharmony and, quite frankly, I'm ready to start over fresh. Over the weekend, I got a text from my dad. My brother was in the hospital. And he's fine now and aside from Donald Trump, …
Continue reading Misery Loves Company…as do the rest of us
The Wild Heart of Life 