

The FallThe fallThe Fall
Frozen An icicle Blinding in the sun.
Rooted Unable to Leave the window ledge.
Fighting Twisting against Rough, unyielding wood.
Freedom Spring brings looking Down for final fall.


BridgeRope, dirty gray-white rope, tied toBridge
Rough grained strained timber sitting above, Churned water, browner than the wood above, Water rushing, crashing on rocks and bottoms towards an uncertain horizon.
Storm clouds swirl towards rocking solitude Grays tumbling blacks
Playful puppies set free after long days Sitting at a masters feet.
Chasing playing over rough wood bridge, Water churning harder, faster I stand to greet the storm.


Leaving HomeLeaving HomeLeaving Home
The grey concrete highway stretched like the river behind the old school house only two blocks away from
a house filled with broken bottles and dreams, little girl throwing down school bag on the table red faced and hair knotted with her sister
only 5 seconds behind. Like the river where father and the men long legged deep chested bears, waited silently in rusted chairs for blue gill and bass to nibble tentatively at worm baited lines.
Maybe it stretched more like ribbon. The ribbon mama insisted made her look so


High School CrushHer high school crush many years older decorated in flannels and denimsHigh School Crush
still looking just as he was Quiet and leaning on
a truck, dark red, full bed holding a beer in one hand fingers on the other tapping the rhythm to country musics latest star.
Callused hands gently pull her unresisting body close to his side the long journaled fantasy of a teenager forgotten in years academics and self seeking
floats quickly back to memory replacing reality
Pregnancy and a wedding ring sparkling rainbows make her the newest hood ornament t
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Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on? -James Richardson
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Why the hell are you reading this? I mean really does any of this fucking matter? Every cell in your body, as we speak, is decaying. Rotting ever so slowly pushing you closer and closer to death. So whats the point in reading this?
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