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A World Away

Some days I live as a hologram of pure light, weightless life walking white sand trails of ancient, longleaf pine forests to sit at the river’s mouth where pirate ships once anchored. That is my current hologram moment. I have as many as my mind’s eye can conjure but most days my meditative state is […]

Living Too Close to the Sun

I am too close to the sun, simply by being alive, and I am feeling the burn. It’s a deep heat, a red so bright my eyes are the blue of the sky. At 67, I no longer have bright eye color not that I ever did. Mostly, I remember my eyes being either blue […]

Stupid Does Have a Darker Side

Some of my days begin with refrains of songs and sometimes the refrain stays the day. The wood is old The wood is tired If the weather holds We’ll make it fine. But if the weather holds We’ll have missed the point That’s where I need to go. (From “The Wood Song,” Indigo Girls) The weather […]

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