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A manly place
The garage – a safe place to smoke, and think, and drink a beer; where bad 80’s hair bands are blared without guilt or shame. A place to create flight cases and window frames and whatever else needs fixing; a man cave, a
A manly place
The garage – a safe place to smoke, and think, and drink a beer; where bad 80’s hair bands are blared without guilt or shame. A place to create flight cases and window frames and whatever else needs fixing; a man cave, a
Dream as forewarning
She sat on her haunches between his legs. He smiled down at her. His wrist lay limply on the bed, a piece of tape holding the tube to the saline bag hanging above him. The room was dark – a child’s
Dream as forewarning
She sat on her haunches between his legs. He smiled down at her. His wrist lay limply on the bed, a piece of tape holding the tube to the saline bag hanging above him. The room was dark – a child’s
Four mini-dreams of an intermittent insomniac
The husband I’m in the kitchen with my mother-in-law, and there is a great feast before us on the kitchen island. We’re at some beach house resort, and while the sky is completely covered in dark blue clouds, the sun
Four mini-dreams of an intermittent insomniac
The husband I’m in the kitchen with my mother-in-law, and there is a great feast before us on the kitchen island. We’re at some beach house resort, and while the sky is completely covered in dark blue clouds, the sun
happy birthday to a very special woman
My mother turns 55 today. Since she’s my biggest fan here, I thought I’d write a little list of why I think she’s pretty awesome. ——- @Mom, I found this online: “55 carries the vibrations of adventure and versatility, curiosity, facing
happy birthday to a very special woman
My mother turns 55 today. Since she’s my biggest fan here, I thought I’d write a little list of why I think she’s pretty awesome. ——- @Mom, I found this online: “55 carries the vibrations of adventure and versatility, curiosity, facing
An Exorcism
Standing in the afternoon sunlight, I stared up at my family home – a massive structure that had seen a good part of the last century. I could hear my nephew giggling through the downstairs window, and my mother was baking
An Exorcism
Standing in the afternoon sunlight, I stared up at my family home – a massive structure that had seen a good part of the last century. I could hear my nephew giggling through the downstairs window, and my mother was baking
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