Monthly Archives: February 2018

may he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss

Posted on February 28, 2018 by gary

you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button. So cradle your head in your hands And breathe… just breathe, Oh breathe, … Continue reading →

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life is funny, part 378

Posted on February 27, 2018 by gary

We file into the little room and wait. There’s a big platter of the Good Cookies, so we figure this is a bad sign. Obviously a ploy to soften the blow from what we fear this meeting to be: that … Continue reading →

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i see lights in a fat city

Posted on February 26, 2018 by gary

Here we go again another round of blues — the prophet colvin I know only three absolute truths: It’s always darkest before the dawn. OK, I don’t know this to be true at all. I work nights, and it’s always … Continue reading →

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the troubles

Posted on February 24, 2018 by gary

I hope they have health food in Dublin And strawberry apricot pie If they don’t have those things in Dublin We’ll probably die — the Roches I was just reading a story in the Fake New York Times about cross-country … Continue reading →

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the day i realized i will not live to be 100

Posted on February 22, 2018 by gary

I have long suspected I will not live to be 100. As a former ultra guy, there is a certain appeal to that number, the holy grail of long runs. My workaround: I’m trying to make it to the metric … Continue reading →

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