Category Archives: 9/11

Skipping Stones

I last time I had skipped a stone across the water I was seventeen it was the waning weeks before my senior year of high school on a hot summer evening after a hard days work on the farm still … Continue reading

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Seventeen

I was seventeen, once and now, this year we will mark seventeen years since we all succumbed to fear letting our imaginations be manipulated and we began to think we were hated by peasants we’d never met in places we’d … Continue reading

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September Tears

Forget about Afghanistan just keep your heads in the sand, and pay no mind to Iraq and only care about white, not black   and only care about white, not brown look away as cops shoot ’em all down and as … Continue reading

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American Folklore

comfortable in our living rooms, on our sofas with our coffee tables in our houses and our condos and our apartments and our dorm rooms with our beer bottles and our wine glasses and our pain pills and our anti-anxiety … Continue reading

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Progress

We continue to fly around in circles and are amazed when we wind up right back where we began.     We have stayed this course for sixteen years.   Circling around and around and around live vultures.     … Continue reading

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Gone

Youth                 gone friends               gone family                gone sanity                 gone religion              gone hope                   gone dreams              gone patience            gone fear                    gone anger                 gone hatred               gone towers               gone smoke               gone 16                      years gone.                It seems              as though            the only                 thing left                   is war.

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Or Love

in the aftermath of a bloodbath there are two paths we can take more violence for its own sake or love

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