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Three Unconnected Thoughts Written Down Today at Various Times

Posted on September 22, 2013 by randomyriad

#1  Today the sun and clouds decorate the sky with sculptures of water, ice, and floating particles. A gentle breeze, like a lazy curator in a sky-sized gallery, sifts through the day, moving the pieces about here and there. I … Continue reading →

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Understanding The Neighbors, Human and Otherwise

Posted on September 20, 2013 by randomyriad

I am living in my art studio. Things that I made hang about, and make music as I move around. Just behind my little room is a pen where two goats and many chickens live. They sing to me about … Continue reading →

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Living Like Falling Water

Posted on September 17, 2013 by randomyriad

My divorce is final, and I have been feeling very empty and removed from the world. I have been feeling a lot of anger toward my now ex-wife, but today I walked and made my life start from today. I … Continue reading →

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Writing and Thinking While Catching Up With My email

Posted on July 31, 2013 by randomyriad

I have to write to figure out what’s going on in my mind. My processes are so opaque, I can’t see the wheels spinning or see how the gears fit together or which direction they are headed. I need to … Continue reading →

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A Work in Progress #5: Somewhere East of the City

Posted on November 6, 2012 by randomyriad

As I was not able to meet my friend the next day, I remember a conversation with a shaggy young grad student who had cornered me at an informal literary  function. “Man, you gotta get out in the country around … Continue reading →

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