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Just the photo. After my last post, I think it best to leave the words out…I say this even though I know that it will be hard for you not to go back and read it. It’s bad. Just own­ing that. But you … Con­tinue read­ing

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Pyramidamid

I would love to say that you start with a blank. But it’s me. I start with a blank. Then I have eggs and toast and cof­fee on the road and then I end up some­where with my cube shaped … Con­tinue read­ing

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What Moves, Moves

What nature makes is bet­ter. The right angles that I focus on are not found in what flows eas­ily, nat­u­rally. My mind finds the right angles, my heart, the flow. Sim­ple as that. Or this… I can’t write about any­thing new. … Con­tinue read­ing

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Sunday at Thirty

It’s Sun­day night and Sum­mer has moved past itself and it is Fall and you are thirty and Williams-Sonoma and Pot­tery Barn were believ­able for the last ten years and the air snaps in the first cool­ness, and you are … Con­tinue read­ing

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Unlikely

Even against the back­drop of the world, life, you, I hold my own. I never knew that before.

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Yoga

I had stopped pay­ing atten­tion to the melo­di­ous sounds of –inhale into upward fac­ing dog –exhale into down­ward.. etc. Her voice was great, like lotus but­ter, but I was sim­ply putting one breath after another in a heroic effort to … Con­tinue read­ing

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U n f o l d

It’s morn­ing, noth­ing… the light shows up, per­fect, low I open. to you

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The Crack

I used to dream a hor­ri­ble dream when I was lit­tle. I was walk­ing along a path and along each edge there were very big peo­ple scream­ing at me. I always didn’t know why but I think I believed I … Con­tinue read­ing

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Today some­one who knows me well sent me an email. I was going to say she out­lined my faults and sins, but that would be kind. She delved in to the shame as only some­one who has been there her­self … Con­tinue read­ing

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I Saw This (for Phil)

He’s 5, Chuck Taylor’s on his feet, before they were hip, when they were still just white shoes on a white boy, walk­ing through the hood. He is kick­ing the can when that was still the name for ‘tag’. He … Con­tinue read­ing

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