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Me & This Guy

Me and…and this guy Moun­tains, always, between us He gave up I left

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Spring in Chicago: Robert

I had finally got­ten to Chicago and the light was fail­ing and I sat down for a minute. Robert sat beside me and it was a bustling bar. He was watch­ing Bay­lor play in the final four. Their uni­forms were … Con­tinue read­ing

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Beauty

I walked out of the exam room, spent and unsure of myself, unsure even though I had been thor­oughly iden­ti­fied. Every ten years most doc­tors have to renew their vows, so to speak. This is done by tak­ing a five … Con­tinue read­ing

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Jesse

Jesse was hav­ing din­ner and not pay­ing much atten­tion to the World Series game seven. That made him inter­est­ing. We were sit­ting at the bar – every table was packed for the game. I had been tak­ing pic­tures of a closed and … Con­tinue read­ing

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Lisha

I am in Burlingame, CA. I would nor­mally want to just say San Fran­cisco, but it isn’t. I am in Burlingame for four days. I went for a walk along the bay. I was tak­ing pic­tures of an unusual man … Con­tinue read­ing

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Michael

I wore my scrubs in to Starbuck’s. My case was late start­ing and I stopped by on the way in. I sat down in a faux leather arm chair. Imme­di­ately Michael engaged me. Being my usual reclu­sive self, I acted … Con­tinue read­ing

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Bill

It is just barely pos­si­ble that, at the rare moment, Bend Light can be rather, uh, Heavy. This is because I am that way. There is a lighter side to me, how­ever. There is a side that wants to be … Con­tinue read­ing

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Percocet

The warm blan­ket of obliv­ion leaves me crav­ing, even in its best moment. I still want a lit­tle more, a lit­tle less, some­thing to make it just per­fect and unend­ing. As soon as I real­ize this is hap­pen­ing, I am … Con­tinue read­ing

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Genna

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Theo

Theo Con­tinue read­ing

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