Tom
The Beginnings of Somewhere in the Middle of Things (An Autobiography)
I’ve been fortunate, I’ve lived a full life. I’ve survived abuse, self-hatred, a morbid curiosity and countless incursions into my own abyss. I’ve felt hatred, intense and unabating anger, depression, and a sense of loss I never thought I could overcome. I’ve cried myself to sleep only to awaken so that I could repeat my errors over and over again.
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The Homeless Master
“A beggars bowl is never empty. It’s always filled with love.”
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I Remember You (Yes, I am writing this to you…)
I always thought you were beautiful. I would gaze at you from a distance, knowing you barely knew my name. I would admire your eyes, they curve of your mouth, the way your hair flowed just […]
