This Eighth Month

It stops. Dreams, planted and paid for, dissipate with the season. The eighth month, forever a period of turmoil.                                                 Imbalance.                                                 Injustice. Always. The heartbreak of August. Always endings, always there. Goodbyes believable, stories told from sixteen onward, a laundry list of sorrows, added items along the way from a boy to a man, […]

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Nobody Knows

Devious minds, intimacy in kind, we struggle with familiar strangers. All of us, each one of them. Discomfort is obvious, bewildering. The greater the distance, the closer it comes to moral destruction. Ironically, we have lost so much faith. Confidence or insecurity, one in the same, depending on the view. Wisdom found in the history […]

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