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Continue reading →: ShadowboxingRead time: 1 min. Continuing with the speaker from “It’s Nothing“ In a bright alleywaysomeone pressed a stake to my back. I struck their skull with my cane; and felt the crack in my cranium. I collapsed into them, my head at their neck. My fangs found their jugular; I…
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Continue reading →: It’s Nothing
Read time: 1 min. As a child I feared Nothing. Nothing hid under my bed; Nothing watched me from the tree limbs. When our neighbor’s house drowned in crackling flames, Nothing gloated over its former foundation. As I grew they asked what I wanted. I used to say anything because…
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Continue reading →: Commentary on “Three Suggestions”Read time: 2 min. When I shared my poem “Three Suggestions” the other week, I had no picture on hand that I felt really captured its meaning. I also had no notion of what illustration I could create. I ultimately chose a photo of the sun behind a library to…
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Continue reading →: Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, edited by Gabriela Marie MiltonI am deeply honored to have my work included in editor Gabriela Marie Milton’s upcoming book Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku from Literary Revelations, due for publication in late April. The image above (courtesy of Literary Revelations Publishing House) shows the cover, featuring the wonderfully vivid artwork of Japanese artist…
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Continue reading →: Three SuggestionsRead time: 1 min. True, most true ObjectiveInterjectiveSubjectiveWithout untruth Much lives between Out or InWheat or BreadWoman or ManGradients Imaginal PerceptionExplorationAcceptanceUnderstanding Edited April 2, 2025 to correct formatting errors in Reader.
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Continue reading →: FamiliarRead time: 1 min. From the library window I see a wolf with a box round her neck and blood on her claws, and I hear her shriek like a volcano banshee. She’s always halfway in shadow, even when she’s not in the forest, but she’s always in the forest.…
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Continue reading →: In a Nautilus ShellRead time: 2 min. _ One May Like to Think time runs In circles or lines. History does not repeat but Rhymes. in other words, time spirals. planetary worlds Orbiting revolving suns like circulating beads in rolling bottles do the same. Retrograding Mercury advances in retreat. Jesus treads on prints…
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Continue reading →: A Creed to Honor WaterRead time: 1 min. The rings of my house’s wooden walls, The rings of my toeprints, And the rings of Life and Death’s dance, Reflect the rings of your ripples, Primordial Source, Sustainer of All. As you carry the memory of all you cover, In the minerals you dissolve, The…
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Continue reading →: The Last Living Ghost on the RiverRead time: 1 min. I see his hand first, passing me a drink. The drink tastes like old houses smell. The rustling sound of yellowed pages moves through the marsh grass. “Boats’d dock here,” he tells me. “River’s deeper in dem days. We’d a walkway ‘tween the dock and the…
Hello,
I’m David
I’m a full time Instructional Systems Designer and a free time Creative Writer. I hold a PhD in instructional design and development, an MA in writing, and a BA in writing and theology. My current creative focus is on honoring nature and our connection to our environment. My pronouns are he/they.
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