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When someone offers me their two cents I generally decline. Pennies are dirty, and two of them ain’t nothing worth exchanging.

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Santa is real. Not in the ways we pretend. In ways that would obliterate all of our ‘traditional’ pretenses. The representation is the skeleton of the reality. But this is a mystery, and is far beyond the understandings of the adults. And by the time the...

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as morning’s questions My house I stole from certain obscure families of the dead. Now, in the day, it dreams me like an exotic author’s dreams. And I will be the wings of the clock, or the eyes of the lamp. History absorbs the genies I emit within the...

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Nov 2012 – When Everything Changed Forever ∞ “I was driving, she was sitting next to me and the kids were in the back seat. Everything was regular; you know, we were on the way to the store. Suddenly, there was this incredible -thickness- in the air, the...