Why do you ask where and how I’ve been when I’m always a mouse-click away?

Why do you seem to be allergic to Facebook and Twitter?

Where is the shared, open flexibility Cyberspace once promised me?

All our conflicting “options” divide us forever

If you’re sincere, send a crapless, gagless e-mail to just me, and not a contact-list

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All of the things my sister and I wrote and drew in sidewalk chalk in our youth have long since faded away ( Read more... )

One cold February day, when I was still a preteen (this was still a while before my mother died of cancer in 1993), I made up my mind that the Christmas decorations had stayed up in front of my mother’s house long enough. We were always the last people in the whole neighborhood to take down the Christmas lights in front of our house. I made up my ( Read more... )

Read the world

Write your life

Be a child

Guard your turf

Be an embodiment of hope

Radiant beacon in the dark

Dreams are the lessons in your sleep

Leaving you inwardly awake

Decades end

Life is brief

Read the world

Write your life

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A S D F G H J K L

Z X C V B N M

Those of you who ask, please know that yes, I am okay ( Read more... )

Full moon, gazing down on Winnipeg tonight ( Read more... )

One-hundred-percent of the universes all around the world ( Read more... )

Lift the world’s weight, drag it away, and thrust it over the edge ( Read more... )

Cloudy and overcast, with browning and oranging leaves ( Read more... )