I wasn’t particularly thrilled with puberty the first time around. I’m certainly not overjoyed now that I’m 59-years-old. Just one more unexpected side effect of my battle with cancer.
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Demon Dance
Sounds of an accordion Playing in a dream Pressing out cacophony Squeezing out a scream If not for the accordion The demon could not dance He wouldn’t have a place to go To play his games of chance Darkly does the demon dance Twirling in its cage Flashing opalescent teeth Grinding out its…… Continue reading Demon Dance
That Which Hurts Me
Years ago, when I was a young writer struggling to make a living at my chosen profession, I had a piece of paper thumb-tacked onto my bulletin board with a typewritten phrase (all of which must sound bizarrely anachronistic to anybody born after 1990) that read: “That which hurts me, but does not kill me,…… Continue reading That Which Hurts Me
One Flu Over The Goblin’s Nest
You know what’s worse than having cancer? No, not the treatments, but that was a really good guess. No, what’s worse is having the flu on top of it – and not just any old flu, but Influenza A, the one that everybody warns us about. Which not only makes me feel like crap, it…… Continue reading One Flu Over The Goblin’s Nest
Way Of Acceptance
I learned something new recently. A concept that is not overly unfamiliar to me, but for which I had never realized there is a term. Leave it to the Japanese to create one. The term is Mono No Aware which, roughly translated, means “the awareness of the transience of things.” The concept encompasses not just…… Continue reading Way Of Acceptance