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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…
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Continue reading →: Classical ElementsRead time: 1 Min. Fire perched on a matchstick: a lightning bug in the desert at night. Fire dropped in a forest: Vesuvius defeating Pompeii. Water skydiving out of a cloud: a wrecking ball or a first-aid kit. Water consumed by a squirrel: electricity conducted by a paperclip. Earth dug…
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Continue reading →: Momentary ChainRead time: 1 Min. The dancing bulbs perched atop the candelabra soothe the midwinter pangs and erode the snowflake lace adorning the window frame, thus providing water for the blue jays who pluck wild seeds before they sprout and drop them somewhere better for growing into columns that can uphold…
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Continue reading →: Your Life to LiveRead time: 1 Min. I open the door to Granddad’s darkened room. The clock clicks counterclockwise. It’s your name he incants. The skid marks from your getaway car retreat from the tarmac; the crack I filled in the floor tile re-cracks where you once dropped a toolbox. I open my…
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Continue reading →: The Lost Engine of Frost’s WoodsRead time: 1 Min. Alone, the wanderer snaps Through the rampant woods without a map Till he finds a place where kudzu vines have grown Around the lifeless locomotive caught in their trap. The engine rests there as its own tombstone, Its mummified remains preserved by vines alone. Its railless…
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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