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Coyotes (November Thirteen Twenty-Fifteen)
The night’s too dark to see, but I can hear them walking in the field next door: coyotes their steps like broken straw, breath I imagine stale with the taste of carrion their cries a bit more mournful than before as if they know that they’re no longer the ugliest among us.
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Starbucks Fires Shots in War On Christmas, or, How to be a Pissy Christian Coffee Snob
Friends, our nation is in crisis. We’re facing serious hard times, and we have to take action now if we ever hope to recover. I’m not talking about the epidemic of homelessness or the vast number of people dying due to inaccessible health care. I’m not talking about the deplorable state of veterans’ affairs, or…
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Mountain of Words Write-A-Thon for Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community
Hi friends, a couple years ago, I participated in the first Mountain of Words write-a-thon for Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community. I’m very excited to have been asked to participate again this year. Here’s how it works: people sponsor me in any amount they choose (really, any little bit helps) and in return,…
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After Life
Someday, it will be the end. It will be over and if you believe in Heaven, I will rip you from your mother’s warm embrace pull out the thick umbilicus and strangle you with the only thing you ever truly wanted watch you fight the blackness that creeps into your eyes, bursts of light, the…
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Elegy for a Failed Killer
His hand on the back of my neck makes everything you are irrelevant.
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Dog Injured in Hit and Run on Leicester Highway
I just spent the better part of an hour on the side of the road, along with four other people, trying to keep a dog safe and figure out how to best help him after he was hit by a car and injured. This is not one of those obnoxious “Look at this good deed…
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