Short Stories
Discomfort’s Sapling
How can I go another minute without kissing you? How can I refrain from hugging you, from tasting you, from feeling your warmth against my skin? How can I remain still when the Universe is […]
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The First Fire Call Back
So, yesterday I answered my first fire call in three months. It wasn’t but the end of October I believed that I would never respond to another call again. So, as usual, I had a […]
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Different Days
While I don’t often find the use of the word “better” to be appropriate (I use “different” in its place), I certainly find this song completely in line with my own experience. I remember the […]
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Hug a Tree
I wasn’t always this way, but the last portion of my life has involved tree hugging. Lots of tree hugging. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hug a tree as often as I’d like. In […]
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Love. Get Dirty.
That is love. Unreasonable, unconventional. Painfully beautiful. Like the mud puddle your parents told you not to play in, simply roll around in that stuff. Get dirty…
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You Always Get What You Ask For (Just Not Always The Way You Ask For It)
I just reviewed what I had wished for in 2014. At first, I chuckled at the things I had scribbled down late last year. I looked at the rather short list and snorted in an all-too-familiar […]
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The Things I Need to Tell You
Words alone won’t do them justice; such words have never been invented. They don’t exist, yet I need you to hear them.
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The End of Us
It is time, I say to you, to have our own flowers bloom and our own fields tilled by plows much better suited for the task.
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The Long Hike
I’m waiting for the one I already know, patiently and impatiently at the same time. I want you to hurry but at your own pace, I want you to arrive but not before you are ready.
