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a poem to those who've died of an OverDose

you are here not in flesh, but in spirit like a butterfly’s wing that hits the sea you left a ripple that grows and grows…. Your smile was a sun at night flowers bloomed under your moonbeam glow and danced… Continue Reading →

a poem to those who've died of an OverDose

you are here not in flesh, but in spirit like a butterfly’s wing that hits the sea you left a ripple that grows and grows…. Your smile was a sun at night flowers bloomed under your moonbeam glow and danced… Continue Reading →

the house where dew-eagles nest [a poem]

may be just a house yet it resonates with and through me… adobe bricks and mud-plastered walls contain sounds and smells that echo in me as well haven’t lived there in years but really, i’ve never left this house and… Continue Reading →

Your last stand — a poem

the sun is setting on who you are and what you want with a goodbye kiss the light will fade and dreams will dissipate within the days last mist   but there’s still time and light to guide and chart… Continue Reading →

An Addiction wish

When she looked into his eyes, she wanted to believe in them. She wanted them to fulfill their promise; over their years together, she heard several different versions of the same lie. Sure, there were always different words. But his… Continue Reading →

There's no real difference between a religiuos fanatic and an addict

“I don’t see a difference, do you?” He looked at me with an expression that was blanker than a brand new etch-a-sketch. The simple fact was that he could not make sense of my question. People passed by our table… Continue Reading →

A moment with a hawk was a prayer

Life presents so many opportunities to commune with God’s creation that there’s not enough time in the day to experience it all.  On my way home to grab a bite, I saw this hawk on a light pole and I… Continue Reading →

A crack addict and his cactus cops — a recovery story

“The last time, I threw it as hard as I could, only, I didn’t watch to see where it landed. I turned around the very second I felt it leave my hand and walked away from crack for good. That… Continue Reading →

Don't succumb to the artificial "real-world"

It’s been a long week; luckily, i didn’t have to deal with death, so that was good.  Still, needed a break and went for a bike ride on some cool mountain biking trails.  I can’t say I’m the most proficient… Continue Reading →

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