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THIS IS HOW CONTROLLING MY HUSBAND IS:

I took the laundry cart out as a precursor to doing the laundry - only bedding today. He sees it before taking a shower and says what’s this cart doing out here? Don’t do laundry. I’ll do it on my day off. I say I’m only doing bedding. He says okay, then says no. I… Continue reading THIS IS HOW CONTROLLING MY HUSBAND IS:

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T.I.T

Today Is Tomorrow. Tomorrow Is Today. Either way works. No more putting off. Can't do it anymore. Don't like it anymore. The purpose it served is gone. Enjoyed it, mostly. Now it's tomorrow today. I'm here. Don't worry I never left - only stood down, surveyed my ground, explored yours. I'm ready to rumble without… Continue reading T.I.T

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Using The Order Of Words To Unite

What brings a country together is about what you put first - the land that you fled or were taken from, or the land that welcomed you, or abused you, or the one that you hide in because nobody wants you here illegally or legally? Since we all are already here, why not put this… Continue reading Using The Order Of Words To Unite

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HOLOCAUST

We have the results of a holocaust in the meat department of every supermarket in the world. We snuff out callously and viciously the lives of other creatures for our own pleasure and gratification. And we’re untouched as we stroke the loins and marvel at the cut. All my senses, with all that I learn,… Continue reading HOLOCAUST

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HYPOCRISY

I can’t see it. Where is it? Like atoms, and molecules and atomules: everywhere. And it’s killing us, silently, beneath the guise of protection, as we turn on ourselves by turning on each other--a suicide--a homicide--silent dreams, that nobody hears, nor wants to--until now. Happy dreams and sweet dreams will not be forced on anyone.… Continue reading HYPOCRISY

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NEGOTIATIONS WITH THE ENEMY

The universe knows the secrets though, of sinister plans of the past to dim the shining light of the first born of every bright star. Now, and only out of desperation do they sing a new, loud and bawdy tune reminiscent of past atrocities exposed by the melody of corruption. Yes, the universe knows the… Continue reading NEGOTIATIONS WITH THE ENEMY

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THE EYE OF THE STORM

The mind is most powerful when it’s stubborn. The resistance of the mind is like super glue--one drop holds a yacht, keeps a mountain from moving, stops the sea from separating, and creates a frustration so intense in a person witnessing it in another, that it can cause heart attacks, strokes, cancer and who knows… Continue reading THE EYE OF THE STORM

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A DREAM DAWNING

Winding staircases around dreams of moons and star gazers gone to sleep beneath a starless sky, hoping that sleep itself might turn a blanket into a jewel studded universal wonder, that we all hope someday will wind it’s way around our lives making us for once the center of something other than somebody else’s rainbow.… Continue reading A DREAM DAWNING

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MY ESSAYS, WRITTEN IMAGES

FOG

Lake Erie disappears when the fog rolls in. Downtown Cleveland High Rise Skyline disappears too. All the high rises succumb to the rolling fog. Then it settles, waiting for its next instruction, making you feel the comfort of a smaller world. When it decides to recede, like the waves in the Great Lake it blankets,… Continue reading FOG