Category Archives: mortality

“I See You”

I think the first time was very brief. The fall killed me soon after. Rushing in at the huge, hairy beast, trying to goad him over the killing cliff, I dodged a flailing trunk and myself went over the edge … Continue reading

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“By the Mark—Twain!”*

Although the final destination is well know, I had no charts to guide me as I pushed my little raft into the current of my life. I didn’t need the stars except as marvels to contemplate and stir imagination. Each … Continue reading

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“The Death of Alone”

His hand shook as he put the cold key in the ignition. The engine thundered with startled horses. That deep echo rolled off the concrete canyons and harmonized with the ringing in his ears left by the explosion of the … Continue reading

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“Home Again”

After so much loss in 2013, memories make the new year and the continued chronicles of my life a parade of daily reminiscences.  Sometimes I find myself laughing through my tears.  I have been fortunate in my misfortunes because the … Continue reading

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“Immortality”

I think it’s most likely that as long as humans have had conscious thought, the ability to wonder, we have questioned the possibility of an afterlife. Every religion and most philosophies with which I am acquainted speak of it. Paths … Continue reading

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“Life Road”

I don’t see much difference between good poetry and good song lyrics. My son is one of the best lyricists I know, and I marvel at Matthew’s poetry. It’s all the more incredible to me because he adds really good … Continue reading

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“Not My Memories”

He seemed to be rising, but he could be falling. There was no direction. It might have been that the sleep was simply sloughing from him like snakeskin, revealing consciousness. He didn’t remember falling asleep. He didn’t remember…. Sand. Now … Continue reading

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