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Monday, June 20, 2022
Dancing in the Chaos. Cora-belle and Brittaney
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I sit to write each morning, (save for the surgeries days), to clear the clutter and calm the demons. Me and Magpie.. morning coffee and cu...
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Saturday, June 4, 2022
Better Left Undone. When Action Breeds Contrition
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Everyone else guessed it, I had dismissed it as foolishly foreshadowing. A ruse. A game with no clear odds favoring one or the other. When...
Tuesday, May 24, 2022
purgatory
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Purgatory is that place between places. The place where bad outweighs otherness. "The place of temporary suffering," as Webster no...
Sunday, May 8, 2022
Walking Away. Can Empty Handed Be More Painful Than Heavy Hearted?
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Walking away. For those of us who choose to travel abroad with the hope of helping, do something meaningful, and, influence an unjust reali...
Saturday, May 7, 2022
Be better than you ever have to be.
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What if I told you that the problem was 100% you? Land mine marker, side of the road driving in Ukraine. Could you accept it? Or swallow it?...
Wednesday, May 4, 2022
The Little Things, Part One, Passport Paranoia.
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Everyone is asking for snippets. Little pieces of the far away trip to share. The stocking stuffers to add flavor and texture to a place you...
Sunday, May 1, 2022
The Faces, and the Ghosts. Coming Back From Ukraine.
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The panes keep flipping. One after another, almost every single one a snapshot of a face that haunts me like the ghost of a departed too soo...
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