June 2010
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My prose was once reviewed by a cop
He gave it poor marks.  If you’re present at the scene of an incident, you have to fill out a witness report, detailing exactly what happened.  And if a john stiffs a hooker for extra cash she demands up front, she’s likely to to punch him in the face and try to embarrass him by calling the police while fleeing the hotel herself, seconds before they arrive.  And if you’re the...
Jun 24th
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The storm beat against the windows and the rain pounded over the roof as he sat alone in the darkened room, anticipating the phone call.  It was 3:14 AM when it rang, the clang of the hammer against the bell startling him out of a near-sleep.  The voice at the other end of the line was insistent.  She said she wanted him and she needed to come over so that they could be together and they could...
Jun 23rd
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All the natural world and all the things created by people can be divided into three categories: Love, what holds love back, and what gives love the room to grow.  These are the only designations that matter and looking at life in these terms is the only thing that can set your priorities in order.  To place value on social systems that rob you of the capacity to feel compassion is bankrupt and...
Jun 12th
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They only had tonight.  Tomorrow was to be the day that he would be transferred to a new assignment that would take him to California for weeks or months at a time.  They had only been married for two months and for a young couple in the bloom of life, not much is more painful than not being able to hold one another.  In the face of such separation, such distance, tiny things take on a new...
Jun 1st
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