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Light on Thorns

Posted on May 2, 2013 by stephenarcher

I haven’t been writ­ing. I haven’t been check­ing in with myself. I haven’t been drink­ing in the life my body is mov­ing through. I have been rais­ing my son. I have been lov­ing my wife. I have been doing my … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Pyramidamid

Posted on March 4, 2013 by stephenarcher

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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Twenty6

Posted on December 19, 2012 by stephenarcher

Twenty6 A to Z. All of them. The let­ters in my words drift away, unmoored, torn away, taken down, by a rip cur­rent. I have twenty6 to work in to some­thing to say, but they, like me, are em ty. … Con­tinue read­ing →

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What Moves, Moves

Posted on November 28, 2012 by stephenarcher

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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Home Is Anywhere

Posted on November 26, 2012 by stephenarcher

I am a guy in my head. Maybe you would call me Mr. Mis­ery. Music is a way to find my heart – a long shot but reli­able, oddly. I lis­ten to music to see if the emo­tion can find a tie … Con­tinue read­ing →

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Unlikely

Posted on May 21, 2012 by stephenarcher

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

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Yoga

Posted on May 19, 2012 by stephenarcher

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

Posted on May 16, 2012 by stephenarcher

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

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Untitled 56

Posted on May 7, 2012 by stephenarcher

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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No Beginning and No Ending

Posted on April 22, 2012 by stephenarcher

I am going to try to relate this to you in a way that does not sound con­trived. It’s impos­si­ble. It is con­trived. Con­trived means that it was obvi­ously planned. This, what I am telling you about, was, and yet … Con­tinue read­ing →

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