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Married to Fate

“We make our own fortunes and we call them fate.” ~Benjamin Disraeli How is it that opportunities seem to happen more when we least expect them? I’ve noticed that when we finally give up on something is usually when it happens for us, and sometimes it’s too late to truly change anything, but on occasion … Continue reading Married to Fate

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Scattering Birds

“Birds scatter at the least provocation because it’s better to be wary and wrong than to be content and dead.” ~Theodicus Why do people disappear? Someone once told me that everyone is in your life for a season, and that some people’s seasons just last longer than others. If my life were a television show … Continue reading Scattering Birds

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The Quiet Ones

The serial killer’s neighbors always say, “he seemed like such a quiet guy.” Yeah, he was quiet because he didn’t want anyone noticing that he was taking bodies back to his house in the dead of night and burying them in the backyard. The neighbors never say he was a disturbance, that he ever made … Continue reading The Quiet Ones

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Dear Journal: Potential

Dear Journal, Potential is probably the weirdest thing in the world. I mean, it’s supposed to be a good thing, but then it can turn bad if you don’t actually reach it. And sometimes we don’t reach it because of all the pressure put on us to “JUST PERFORM, DAMMIT.” I guess I feel it … Continue reading Dear Journal: Potential

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Baltimore Ave.

That’s it. Baltimore Ave. It was never really a destination, but it was certainly along the way. I used to ride the 34 trolley along the tracks from City Hall, or from 40th Street, all the way down the line to 58th or 60th and Baltimore Ave. every day on my way home. Home was … Continue reading Baltimore Ave.

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This Endless Refrain

These storms come heavy Moody like jazz Fat drops in rhythm Pounding down steady A slash of lightning Brilliant as day But only for a moment Before thunder booms Like a pounding bass Echoing for miles Desperate to get home But lost along the way This Oklahoma swoon Shackled to night’s shadow Haunting in its … Continue reading This Endless Refrain