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Poetry

The birds are still asleep

A free verse poem about the early morning songs of backyard birds.

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Personal Musings

Lovesick for you

To quote Leon Phelps, “What is love? What is this longing in our hearts for togetherness? Is it not the sweetest flower?”

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Personal Musings

No, I wasn’t hacked

(aka my bad for sending you a sample template by email)

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Nature

I saved a chickadee’s life

I helped save a chickadee’s life on Saturday. Here’s a photo of the little fella in the palm of my hand. How I came to know this little chickadee On Saturday, following a family expedition on the Rivanna Trail, my…

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Memoir Poetry

South Boston Speedway, 1988

I smell the charred pan fried edges of a bologna burger and the burnt rubber tires of an amateur race car driver spinning out in Turn 3 and the body stench and beer sweat pouring out of a race fan…

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Health and Wellness

You can’t be stuck in your own head when you run

The thing about running is that it’s damn near impossible to be stuck in your own head while you’re out there putting one foot in front of the other. You can start a run in your own head. Maybe you’re…

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Poetry

Godwin’s

The blinds are drawn, my desk lamp dimmed as I sit down to write at 7 a.m. A small speaker sits on the window sill playing a song I haven’t heard in years as the sadness finds its way back in. I’ve…

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Poetry

What the world sounds like when you wake at 5 a.m.

Sleep when the birds sleep Close your eyes when the birds do Wake when the birds wake. Below is an audio recording of the birds in my backyard at 5 AM. Every morning when I wake, I open the kitchen window…

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Memoir Poetry

To hell and back with a cigarette break in between

We were teenagers: 13, 14, 15 when the random thought came to us. I’m not sure who had the idea. I think it was Jeremiah, but it may have been Robbie. I’m fairly certain it wasn’t me. Let’s go running.…

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Poetry

Stowaway On a Cloud

A short poem about grieving the loss of my dad in my life and the crow that helps me alleviate this pain

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Poetry

Ants Like Cattle at a Trough

It’s been a dry spring. The grass as crunchy as corn flakes without milk. The last rain I can barely remember now. The ants seem to appreciate the saucer of water I left out back for the birds on the picnic…

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Poetry

The Catbird

The kitten mews a hungry cry Just outside my window bay Then flutters away into the sky.

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Poetry

If I abruptly go silent while on a conference call at work

If I abruptly go silent while on a conference call, The most likely reason is that a bell hornet the size of a Goodyear blimp Has flown into my office window which I keep open while I work Due in…

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Poetry

Tin Whistle

There is a small bird whom I cannot see, hidden amongst the limbs blowing a tin whistle.

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Poetry

A Curious Wind

A curious wind enough to tip a vessel the morning you left.

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Memoir Nonfiction

The Water Sure Is Cold. Deep, Too.

One of the most memorable nights of my life with my cousin Gary involved a urinal at a now defunct bar in Charlottesville.

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Memoir Nonfiction

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Sometimes it’s worth far more.

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Anxiety Health and Wellness

Panic Attacks Suck (Alternate Title: The Exploding Tell-Tale Heart)

I had a panic attack while at work today and my heart tried to explode out of my chest.

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Memoir Nonfiction

The Seizure

A grand mal seizure reveals something more dire: anaplastic oligodendroglioma.

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Memoir Nonfiction

The First Phone Call

My phone rang. A familiar voice spoke with a sense of urgency. “Jeremiah is in the hospital.”