Monthly Archives: October 2015

I am sick to shit of the advice and the coercion and the bullying I’m receiving in this time of life. Don’t tell me what to feel or how to act or how to be. Don’t! I do not want … Continue reading →

He would have liked those gloves. He might have worn them out to the park on the days before the snows set in. He would have thought wistfully about the days of the snows in the old lands from whence … Continue reading →

Thanks. I appreciate your kind words. He was in pain; it’s over now. It’s for the best. It’s no big deal. He’s in a better place. He was old. He was weak. His suffering is over. His whining is over … Continue reading →

Is this really the best way for me to allocate my time: waiting on this line to be put on a list to receive the latest technological innovation? I could be doing so much more. I could be masturbating right … Continue reading →

I don’t know what you heard or read or misconstrued from misunderstood context clues but I’m not talking shit about you. I’m not talking about you at all. I haven’t given you so much as a thought since we ran … Continue reading →

It’s getting harder to breathe or think or eat. My stomach is lurching approaching angles fast and sharp. It is getting harder to move as each attempted step is bringing nausea and trembled chills. It is getting harder to stay … Continue reading →

You knew. You came you saw; you looked. You knew! You knew what was gonna happen. You could see it as plain as the beak on the face of the circling crow while you were a vulture, eagled-eyed spying on … Continue reading →

I would tear but I have people to call. I would choke but I have things to do. I would weep but I have places to go. I have responsibilities. I have appointments to keep. I have a myriad of … Continue reading →

Call your father. Tell him you love him or tell him you hate him or explain how you diluted the bourbon when you were fifteen and he was drunk. Give the guy a ring. Drop by his place. Ask for … Continue reading →

I could have gone to see you but I had better things to do. My priorities were set and you were low on the list so I failed to see you before you left which didn’t seem like a big … Continue reading →