One of the few prejudices still practiced openly in this country is the rejection of atheists. Polls show that no person who declares themselves an atheist can get elected. (Just in case anyone wants to vote me into some political office, let the record show that I am not an atheist. I am a firm, […]
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Today, I decided to stop Duct taping my sides together. Holding guts inside Became too painful. First, my lungs expanded Air rushed sweet into New distance My ribs no longer bound breath So when you gently touched hair Straying across my face, the wind did not stop, Continued filling my chest Blessing each breath Second,
She wore the hotel’s logo over her heart She bore the word Frontier over her heart She had the name she gave her over her heart And hated labels She was into self-torture and its subtle tease Spelled that like subtle tease You into understanding that there is such a thing Even if it only
Some guys Dmitri meet at Wrigley Field, all drunk to watch Cubs blow yet another lead, later in week take Dmitri fish for lake trout. One own boat, one rod and reel to loan, and on that rod and reel Dmitri hook something big, make rod tip plunge. Set hook. Hoist, reel in. Hoist, reel
The universe was born in our absence. Once a baseball-sized cluster of concentrated energy, it grew into a sprawling neighborhood inhabited by mass and the four great forces. In an endless battle, matter and antimatter collided like mortal enemies to create presence, annihilating each other on contact. Matter won for no clear reason. We still don’t
Dmitri love commercial. Especially love they are called “message” – worthy of Pravda genius, that word. Here is best one yet. First see old man, maybe age of Dmitri, but not so handsome, few strings rat gray hair, days of dirty silver stubble, sick rodent eyes behind thick glasses. To complete picture, only missing t-shirt