Tag Archives: Life

Caustic Little Fairytales

Posted on February 15, 2017 by Tietsu

We grew up with them, we all did. These caustic little fairytales. The idea that life, love, and happiness were not only possible, but perfect. That every piece of misery was only a building block to something better. Like a … Continue reading →

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Ruminations #4

Posted on December 30, 2016 by Tietsu

In which I contemplate the future in the crystal orbs of my daughters eyes. Continue reading →

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The Art of Asking

Posted on November 23, 2016 by Tietsu

I pull into a gas station, the kind half run down, half inner city pit stop. A thin-haired man, mid-fifties, in a tan and oil stained working jacket locks eyes with me before I can even get the car in … Continue reading →

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Alpha & Omega

Posted on October 27, 2016 by Tietsu

  “I love her and that is the beginning and end of everything.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald 

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Book Review: Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury

Posted on October 25, 2016 by Tietsu

I didn’t expect this book. Perhaps, more accurately it was Ray Bradbury I didn’t expect. Way back in school I had read a short story of his in some slim anthology of stories about I-don’t-know-what. What I do remember is … Continue reading →

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Ruminations #1

Posted on August 9, 2016 by Tietsu

​Someday, sooner than I would like,  I am going to be a grandfather,  complete with that unsettling ring of mortality that follows the birth of a grandchild. And I will be in the position of relegated authority of telling stories, … Continue reading →

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Jump

Posted on August 2, 2016 by Tietsu

Petrified baggage. Old as time and about as compelling as a roadkill soap opera. Doesn’t help you cant get rid of it. Doesn’t hurt to try until you find out it’s you with the dishwater. Ah, well, no use in … Continue reading →

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Sand

Posted on July 29, 2016 by Tietsu

  How pleasant it would be to live as a grain of sand. Swept with idle curiosity to shore, desert and back again. Free to roam in listless wonder until the wind beneath you falls away and you drift, filled … Continue reading →

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One or Many

Posted on July 19, 2016 by Tietsu

She speaks in halted whispers. Dead poets and long forgotten epitaphs to books long since closed. Every shot brings another promise, a verbal contract that come morning won’t be worth the paper it’s marked on. Still, they watch her, hordes … Continue reading →

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Sickle and Crown

Posted on July 14, 2016 by Tietsu

I always loved watching her dance. There was something about it that always got to me. It wasn’t just the fact that she was unattainable- sure that was always there- it was something else. The way it made me feel. … Continue reading →

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