Summertime means beads of sweat glistening on my forehead before sliding down into my eyes, so I wipe them away and I think of winter, the cold, the snow, and the ice. Summertime means driving down back roads to get places I never knew I wanted to be, while the radio plays Kenny Chesney but … Continue reading A Dozen Lazy Summers
She came into our lives clandestinely, as a sort of castoff from a lady who had too many to begin with. It was originally going to be a short stay. We already had another one, and we weren’t looking to expand our little army, but one look in her eyes and I know I was … Continue reading The Other Cleopatra
I was drunk by noon, just another day in a long line of similarity, trapped in repetitions better left for those with nothing better to do. It wasn’t my fault either, but even I couldn’t make myself believe that convenient lie. It’s poison, the drink I always preferred, that turned my keen gaze into imperfection … Continue reading Blur
If I had to describe the difference between my written words and my spoken words I would have to say that in writing I feel so much more comfortable. I think it shows too. I remember one of the first times my wife observed me writing, she said that it looked like I was in … Continue reading The Joy of Text
“What is love? Baby, don’t hurt me. Don’t hurt me no more.” ~Haddaway We are all fragile when it comes to love, an emotion so intense it can lay the highest low, and change the course of the world. It’s love that frightens more people from day to day than just about anything else, because … Continue reading Baby, Don’t Hurt Me…
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