Category Archives: doubt

doubting revelry

Excuse me for my wayward attitude. You see I missed seminary ivy. You know there are such things as libraries; encyclopedias; or a sleek swift perched on a line, trilling, while watching the river slide by. And how do you … Continue reading

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yeah i know i know

it always helps when those lost in dark tunnels they created themselves at last begin to understand

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tsk tsk tsk

a lot of nerve for such a naughty tot to entertain yourself since the moment it was decreed you are forbidden peace as total acquiescence is the sole role allowed to a sandcastle foreman and wearing the mask of the … Continue reading

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now entering the wrong world

The processors became fogged long ago. Maybe that’s why the anecdote did not click; as in, pay attention you dense dimwit; that was a widely applicable metaphor as in she was taught that her feet were faulty so she was … Continue reading

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seeing it differently

maybe blogging is like offering samples from the culinary-literary laboratory and maybe I give away too many plates of sliced salamis and cutely cubed cheeses so there’s nothing fresh left to put in a genuine book? Maybe it’s that cursed … Continue reading

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the isolation predicament

So go easy on yourself See where the pencil you tried to control usurped you To be your best guide with a wandering off where the true spoon of gems The gleam of enthusiasm – for once letting nudity’s riches … Continue reading

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question overwhelm

so I’m waiting for the proof copy of what I hope is the next book in this adventure called self-publishing and that alone – the waiting – invites questions who are not shy about exploiting that invitation and they call … Continue reading

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