What Are We Becoming?

Today someone told me a story. I listened. And I was thoroughly annoyed by what I heard. Her story repeated an experience of mine nearly verbatim, so here I am…

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Do You Remember?

I wrote this late last night when I should have been sleeping. A poem? A thought? An idea? A something...   Do you remember? Because she remembers. She remembers a…

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