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A Thing for Words · 2h ago

Afraid of Being Afraid of the Dark

Here in the darkness, we all look alike. Yet we fear that which we cannot see. If we reach out to explore more than what we hide or hide from, we might find whatever differences we sense are...
A Thing for Words · 1d ago

The Search Continues

I’ve been searching for something my whole life, but if you stopped and asked what my goal, my hoped-for was, I’d likely give you the same kind of twitchy, unfocused look as any other liar. ...
A Thing for Words · 2d ago

What Can I Get You?

Would you let me buy you a drink? Or are you one who partakes alone, by the TV’s light with the sound turned down? I wouldn’t even have to sit  this closetoyou. That’d make me uncomfortable,...
A Thing for Words · 3d ago

It Might Mean All It Might Mean

Still don’t know what Love means, even after all these years. When I was a kid, I thought it was something like devotion, like I was devoted to my parents. But it wasn’t really. As a teen I ...
A Thing for Words · 4d ago

Black-Eyed Susans and Brown-Eyed Suzie

I sat on the back steps, the afternoon sun on my face and a six-pack sitting beside me, keeping me company in the afternoon chill. It was the first day of Spring and my fancy had turned, as ...
A Thing for Words · 5d ago

Joy Like a Red-Flowered Dress

I found this faded old photograph at the bottom of my desk drawer. It captures you in a joyful moment, as you turned and saw me with my camera. I’m unsure which of the two made you smile. Wh...
A Thing for Words · 1w ago

Sparking the Tinder of Unfulfilled Dreams

I once held almost religious reverence for the enchantment of dawn. How some metaphysical Firestarter struck together his celestial flint and steel out of sight over the horizon. From that, ...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

So Strong It Hurts

It is a painful thing can we do to one another, this coexistence, this dissonant linking of one with a different kind of other, this trust-but-verify alliance of two souls who would love to ...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

Portrait of an Artist Named Stella

From inside the little house within the suburban snow globe, someone’s given us a good shaking. Our paper weight neighborhood’s been plopped onto a potter’s wheel and is riding a most vigoro...
A Thing for Words · 1W ago

Dead Wrong Dead Reckoning

From that first moment he saw her, he was sure. Or so his story goes. He envisioned her as Hesperia, nymph of incendiary sunset, while the deck beneath him soared and dipped upon the swells ...