Monthly Archives: December 2017

duck duck duckity duck

So this is the new year And I have no resolutions For self-assigned penance For problems with easy solutions — the prophet ben gibbard — Never trust a finish line that’s marked by crime scene tape. If I had a … Continue reading

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goodbyes are hard

He’s waiting for me in the parking lot, like he has faithfully done for 30 years. I have owned three cars in my life: an old Chevy Vega that got me through high school, a 1978 Honda that got me … Continue reading

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Life is funny, part 377

We’re driving in downtown Mesa. It’s 8 p.m. Tuesday, the day after Christmas. We’re navigating the barricades in a construction zone when the flashing lights come on behind us. I keep going, thinking maybe it’s not for me. Then he … Continue reading

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christmas carol

maybe next year we won’t go insane when they rush to hang the bows and candy canes because peace will shine in me and you from Bethlehem to Timbuktu even if the forecast is for rain — the prophet Mary … Continue reading

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old friends

Old Friends they shine like diamonds  Old Friends you can always call  Old Friends Lord you can’t buy ’em  You know it’s Old Friends after all — the prophet guy clark — It’s the last waltz. I’m on the track … Continue reading

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why i will never live in flagstaff. a photo essay.

It’s coming on Christmas they’re cutting down trees they’re putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace oh i wish i had a river i could skate away on — the prophet joni — Mo is off. We … Continue reading

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I know I would die if I could come back new

I would like to salute The ashes of American flags And all the fallen leaves Filling up shopping bags — the prophet tweedy — It’s not my country. It’s theirs. I’m running on the dirt road behind the community college. … Continue reading

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