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AN UNTITLED (RE)POST
It’s been awhile since I sat down to write in this blog. There are many reasons, I suppose: Maybe I got tired of hearing the sound of my own voice. Maybe I was truly out of bandwidth and just didn’t have what it takes to process all of the things that just didn’t stop happening only because I want them to. Grief and loss certainly have been…
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THE CONCLUSION
I imagine today that I am going to die. I ask for some time to be alone and write down for my friends a sort of testament for which the points that follow could serve as chapter titles: These things I have loved in Life: Things I tasted: Any and all chocolate. Water. As much water as I can drink. Pure MDMA. Sweat dripping into my eyes…
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KANSAS, A HAIKU
Summer in America, bombs bursting in air. The breeze smells like weed and beer. WMR2023-05-24
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#INTRODUCTION
So far, this year has been a whirlwind of work, family and looking for balance. Honestly… I can say that it is turning out to be a stellar year in many ways. I’ve been coming into contact with more and more of my blood relatives thanks to the miracle of Ancestry.com. With that said, I have also been adding them weekly and even daily to my social…
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OUT DRIVING AROUND
There is a well-traveled patch of highway between Lawrence and Kansas City that runs through some of the small towns in this and another county or two on the way. It is a non-toll option for those so inclined, and a prettier, more meandering option for others. I’m one of those others. I’ve spent more than one afternoon traveling back and forth on it, windows rolled down…
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FOR VICTOR
I recently downloaded the song “Unwritten” by Natasha Bedingfield, which was a pretty popular Top 40 tune back in the mid-2000’s. It was all over the radio during what was pretty much my second year of homelessness. It is not a time I choose to talk about much with people, but it was a very pivotal time in my life and in my addictions. Later that same…
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