Fiction
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The Man With the Bag / The ICE Man Cometh
Eating chocolate cake in a bag. John Lennon I have an interesting background. Mom and Dad were born in the coal-mining area of Pennsylvania. Dad’s parents emigrated from Poland and Mom’s grandparents came from Poland (grandfather) and Czechoslovakia (grandmother). I was born and raised in Arizona and became an amalgamation of the American Southwest, Eastern Continue reading
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Love, It’s a Bitch
In boxing, I had a lot of fear. Fear was good. But, for the first time, in the bout with Muhammad Ali, I didn’t have any fear. I thought, ‘This is easy. This is what I’ve been waiting for’. No fear at all. No nervousness. And I lost. George Foreman The following is a semi Continue reading
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Three Vignettes
I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy. Charles Baudelaire Foster’s Creek Few mourned when Clarence Findley died. He did not live a life that endeared him to many people. Clarence Findley was a hard drinking, mean spirited cuss of a man, and you could count on one Continue reading
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Where is Your Spot?
When you get to a place where you understand that love and belonging, your worthiness, is a birthright and not something you have to earn, anything is possible. Brene Brown Have you read Carlos Castaneda’s The Teachings of Don Juan? It is the story of the author’s spiritual journey as guided by the Yaqui Indian shaman, Continue reading
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Man Boobs
I guess I don’t so much mind being old, as I mind being fat and old. Benjamin Franklin Gary stood naked before the mirror and grimaced. Although he had been denying it to himself for the last several years, there was no way to pretend any longer. He had man boobs. He tried sucking in Continue reading
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The Home at the End of the Road
And for a reason he still did not understand, he began to cry. Love plain, simple, and so fast it shattered him. Toni Morrison I was low on gas and although I probably could have made it home without refilling, I decided not to chance it and pulled into the first gas station I came Continue reading
Can You Hear Me Now 