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Grief’s Promise

Writing is full of false starts and mulligans. Were it a sport it would be an inscrutable mass of expletives and rage-crumpled pages. This is not news to me, nor, I suspect, is it new to you. It is the … Continue reading

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The ‘Kegger’ Question

There was an argument, or rather a statement met with silence that he had said he wanted a ‘kegger’ at my grandfather’sĀ funeral. The kids, the proper family, couldn’t reconcile this. The man who swore to his mother as a young … Continue reading

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Stroke to Seizure

Irises clogged with passing shreds of something that might be himself, he breathes, blowing heavy through tight lips. the sounds of the TV bruised by the thickness of the dread-built nightmares standing in the room. One can feel the world … Continue reading

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