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Drifting Thoughts

at the end of a working day I cannot help, but wonder as i look to the evening sky as clouds drift by and think are these clouds not vessels of our dreams? our human destiny in symbolic form something … Continue reading

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I Knew His Older Brother

one monday morning travelling by train reading Robert Bolano’s The Romantic Dogs i thought of Him “Terry” it was the summer of ’75 or ’76 after 37 years a year makes little difference i knew his older brother “Alan i … Continue reading

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