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  • Falling

    The brilliance of the Denver skyline dies quickly in the east; the shorter buildings succumbing first, turning from hues of blue and red and silver and gold to black and white and gray. The tallest structures retain their brilliance only moments more. Then all are equal. My reflection in the office window emerges against the gray and I cannot help but look up… Read more

  • Picket

    I was standing by the office window on the second floor, looking down at the hordes of people gathered in the street. I was alone, my arms crossed as I hugged myself. If I could have curled into fetal position I would have right then. I knew it was noisy on the street; I could… Read more

  • Mannequin

    The police gave me a description before they’d been able to ID her: Brown or red hair, about 5-2, maybe 14 to 17 years old. Then they ID’d her: Blond hair, about 5-9, in her late 20s. Yeah, Shayanne was that messed up. The people who found her thought at first she was a mannequin;… Read more

  • Back in the old days . . .

    The main reason I blog is for my children and grandchildren (the later of which will probably never know me). Now, if you’ll just get your jaw off the floor, yeah, like that, I will say yes, I know a lot of this isn’t exactly kid-friendly stuff, but that’s the point. Life’s lessons are seldom kid… Read more

  • Joe Sakic Pen

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  • Ooooh, you found me! ;)

    How nice! I mean, after the big ‘done’ and ‘goodbye’ and all, it would be highly improper for me to contact you. I even killed out your phone number so as not to drunk text you in a weak moment! 😉 So, good for you for standing your ground! I was absolutely mystified that you… Read more