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Man at the gas station
It’s a splendid October evening in Colorado and I’m walking Route No. 2, the 40 minute jaunt around Alexx’s and Michael’s Pondin the Broomfield Open Space. Deciding to combine important responsibilities, I’d trudge on in the beat-to-shit black tennies quickly at my disposal, the burgundy ‘Alaska’ sweats my brother bought my mom that were too small for… Read more
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Denver streets
A couple sits together on the bus, except he gets off two stops before her. He exits at the rear and, as the bus waits for the light, he looks up four or five times to see if maybe she’s looking back. She’s not. He frowns and veers off into his building of employment. Two… Read more
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Running suit
It’s drizzling and gray and the sun has faded early behind the Rocky Mountains at dusk. I go outside, taking my time as the icy drops strike my face and hands before reaching the spigot to unhook the garden hose. It feels like snow. On the way back inside I chirp, “Hi Lu!” at the base of… Read more
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Bang, wade, trifle
A word game! How marvelous! So I am to come up with text in which the above words comfortably rest or blend. Delightful. It reminds me of when, in high school, we had to write an essay that included several random words, such as beans. I took such joy in writing it, I made it funny,… Read more
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Actually in decent shape
I shan’t go into detail, but to summarize my dealings and reconnections with old friends the past few months, I’ve come to realize that I’m doing simply fine, despite what my daughter would like me to believe. The occasional over imbibing, the frustration about where I’m at in life, the mental fatigue and questioning existence . .… Read more