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Closer to Whole
Day 25. Closer to Whole you can barely stand and I can barely see but if you take my hand we will surely be closer to whole the damage of our pasts does not define today tomorrow’s coming fast together … Continue reading
Surrender
It’s the third day of NaPoWriMo! Surrender Age ten, I scampered through the woods balancing on fallen trees hopping stone to stone across the creek finding nightcrawlers and salamanders by 22, I climbed larger rocks to go behind a waterfall … Continue reading
What the Dog Will Do for Food (Day 20, 2018)
2/3 of the way through a NaPoWriMo. What the Dog Will Do for Food the dog stole an apple from an Amish woman and I, having no cash, became an accesory to the crime. the apple seller threatened to call … Continue reading
Fading pictures
There are two places where people should be reverent and respectful at all times–church and the movie theater. No wailing children, ringing cell phones, text messages, or side conversations are permissible. These two areas in life–while obviously distinct in intent–are … Continue reading
Books for the Blind (Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Taxes)
Everyone hates taxes. It’s normal to dislike the idea of your money being taken and used for things you have no control over, especially if these are things that you neither benefit from not approve of. Liberal, conservative–it doesn’t matter. … Continue reading
“Let me present to you the next Vice President of the United States!”
Mitt Romney is vetting me to be his Vice President. I don’t want to brag or anything, but I have it in the bag. Those of you who know me as a liberal (even a–gasp!–borderline socialist) are probably wondering why … Continue reading
Kindness on display
I was out for a stroll around my neighborhood this morning, and I happened upon a neighbor who was leaving for work. I won’t give his name–not to protect his privacy, but because I don’t know it. I’ve only seen … Continue reading
Moments of clarity
The large light-banks clanked off, leaving us in darkness. The national anthem played, crackling over the public address system we could barely hear. From another part of the field came a louder sound, a pop followed by a whoosh, and … Continue reading
Jeepers, creepers
The State sent someone to visit me today. No, it was not a law enforcement official; it was a social worker trying to see what aid I might need for my disability. We discussed workplace accommodations, around-the-house adjustments, and, perhaps … Continue reading
...said the blind man... 