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March.
First storm of the season rolling in I should have know that it was coming. Dragging in on the tails of the snow that fought the rain this morning, it demands to be acknowledged as the rightful owner of the season. The echoes shake the mountains, thunder bouncing off the land and back again and…
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Altar
Let’s make a little altar here from the things that we collected while we walked. Let’s make a little altar from the broken sticks, the colored leaves, the tiny stones that pressed between our palms like everything. Let’s make a little altar from the love notes and the bits of songs the promises and tears…
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Spot Light.
In the hallways, we shared stories of the darkness, passed folded slips of paper palm to palm, like contraband secret payment for the ticket to get in We hid in corners, trading tales and malcontent, pound for pound, tracing scars and licking salt away from skin The cracks behind the wall bled our secrets through.…
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Dean Ween Interview for Songfacts
“If you’ve kept up with the man over the years, you know that he’s a skilled musician and a clever lyricist, and those traits shine on The Deaner Album. “Tammy” written by anyone else could have been just another mullet-rock scorned-man-on-the-road revenge song, but Dean Ween spins the story with a lyrical prowess that rivals…
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Dog Days
Maybe it’s the heat, the dog days smuggling water in through your pores and into your lungs, drowning you inside your skin forcing out your breath in labored syllables It could be the dark, creeping in an inch at a time until one day, driving home you take your eyes off of the road and…
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New Book, “Chicken Soup for the Fuck You,” is here.
My new book, Chicken Soup for the Fuck You: Inspirations, Observations, and Character Assassinations is now available in print and Kindle format via Amazon. Here’s a little about the book: “Chicken Soup for the Fuck You” is spit straight from the hyperactive brain of a lifelong oddball who has, to put it simply, seen some…
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Bridges
There is a bridge between caring and not Sturdier than it looks and once you take the first step, it’s easy to cross. You can see them there, still- the things you used to care about Feel them watching, catch the breeze that carries across a memory of them, the scent of something lost You…
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On Transgender Bathrooms, Dennis Hastert, and How to Protect the Children
I posted this on my Facebook page this morning, but I thought I’d share it here as well. Dennis Hastert sexually abused multiple children while he worked as a boys’ wrestling coach. He watched them shower. He gained their trust and then fondled them. He didn’t dress up like the wolf in Little Red Riding…
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New Book Coming Soon-Be a Part of It.
Hi wonderful friends and followers-I just wanted to share that I have a new book coming out in the next few months. This one is different than the previous ones, but if you’re following me here, I think you’ll like it. (Speaking of which, this is a good time to say thanks for being here.)…