Author Archives: randomyriad

The Question of The Day

Why keep going when it makes no sense, when the pain is all pervasive and inescapable and not the kind that I can take a pill for that leaves me conscious? Why get up in the morning? Why go to … Continue reading →

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Century #24: Arrival

From the journal of Ryan Tucker River Bend Academy of Art 8/21/1982   I have arrived, and settled into my room, which is small just big enough for an old military style metal bunk with a thin mattress and a … Continue reading →

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Century #23: Listening For Visions

From the Journal of Lita Hopkins 6/12/37 Mr. Papandreus, the shepherd, and his wife, Nika, live up the hill. I hear his pipes as he and his youngest son play and sing the sheep down to the pens in the … Continue reading →

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Century #22: Surflessness

From the Journal of Mylo Grove: July 19, 1998 My mom read the pages I wrote. She thought it was perfect. She said that even if she hadn’t known me and picked that up and read it, she would know … Continue reading →

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Century #21: Mylo’s Island Life

From the journal of Mylo Grove July 18, 1998 My mom is a biologist. She studies how animals and plants next to the ocean and in the ocean interact with each other. That’s how we ended up living on Finley … Continue reading →

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