one of the guys i knew in high school suffered a brain aneuryism today. doctors could operate, but the chances of his surviving the surgery are slim, so they won’t. he and i weren’t friends. i’ve seen him once since graduation. he’d been married. i found out today he and his wife were divorced. i… Continue reading bubba

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pandora’s box

i feel like writing. typing. whatever. it’s all the same to me. there’s something soothing about the melody that comes from my fingers tapping on the keys and the sound that tapping produces. a rhythm and a chord. maybe it’s hard for you to hear it. maybe i’m hearing things. that’s entirely possible. i feel… Continue reading pandora’s box

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