Category: ShortStory
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Everybody Knows
Everybody Knowsby Leonard Cohen Everybody knows that the dice are loadedEverybody rolls with their fingers crossedEverybody knows that the war is overEverybody knows the good guys lostEverybody knows the fight was fixedThe poor stay poor, the rich get richThat’s how it goesEverybody knowsEverybody knows that the boat is leakingEverybody knows that the captain liedEverybody got…
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Meditation On My Oldest Son’s Birthday
Meditation On My Oldest Son’s Birthday He turned 51 todayBy that ageI’d already burnedThrough two marriages Had started a newRelationship eleven monthsPrior to my fifty-firstIt’s still going strong I wonder how his life experienceCompares to mineOn this, his fifty-firstFrom the outside He looks just fineBut then againSo did I, but I wasn’tThat took lots of…
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No Do-overs … Nor Un-do-s
No Do-overs some old people complainabout where they endedin their journeys around Sol saying, if they had it to do overthey’d choose different directionsmake better decisions; but I beg to differ all things being equal (same conditions),everyone does the best they can, given theirknowledge and circumstance-compulsions no matter their committed determinationtheir lives would proceed just…
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Blue Skies Starting My Day
Blue Skies Starting My Day rode out under morning blue skiesa few wispy white brush strokestoward the south eastern horizon a very quiet morningexcept for the occasionallow flying jets from Davis-Monthan parade tracks in the drysandy river watercourseanimal and human and ATV relatively coolno breezebut for that my pedaling made saw a catferal, domestic, or…
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The Medicine Man
The Medicine Man Dr. Hand, the medicine manPokes and prods with needles and wandsMakes poisons stinky and strongEmpties your wallet with practiced ease Especially the ladies – so gullible and sweetHe loves them all – so happy to meetPuts his spell on them – teases, pokes, and prodsTheir purses so fine – opened one by…
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Oleander Blooms
Oleander Blooms fringed green stems bowed down Oleander blossoms paint a snow-hued shadow a long line of ants blossom-petal porters bear their white treasure home soon, white turns to brown once heavy blossoms are gone fringed green stems stand proud –LE
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Save Our VA Tucson Protest 4/3/26 – “Good Friday”…
Three of us held the line again at the Ajo gate of the Tucson VA for the morning shift change. There were also about a dozen protestors ouside the 6th Ave. gate. But for a few pale cloud-smudges on the southern horizon, the sky was pristine, and the rising sun was bright. No redshift on…
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A Southern Tucson Sunset And Dusk
Just the brilliance of sunset’s aftermath… Time to completely unwind from this day; archive it in memory, in my personal history…; -)
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Procrastination…
Reforming Oneself It has been raining again. I have been indoors, meditating on the shortcomings of life.I wish there were more kindly persons in the world. Our competitive life develops selfishness and unkindness.I am determined to do something about it. I cannot hope to convert many persons. To convert one person, I shall do well.I…
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