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drinking
Always the same stella with a cold glass, double patrón silver, really well chilled, salted rim,at the same bars but with different people.And a lot of times, the same people are drinking, wishing they had a cigarette between their fingersor… Continue reading
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Little Notes
On Life-long learning: “My aim in life is to learn what I can from my experiences, to act on that learning and by example share what I’ve learned with others.” #63 MODERN AFFIRMATION 1,001 Meditations by Mike George (Published 2004… Continue reading
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You Bought Him. You can Keep him.
First, let me congratulate President Donald J. Trump (the Madman). He’s about seven months into his second term, and he’s once again (as if you didn’t know this was coming) tumbled the nation into an abyss along with reason, civility,… Continue reading
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American History
They told me that I would want to be like ThemAn American Like Them. (I was born here)They told me to learn EnglishThat would make me an AmericanLike Them (American was speaking English like Them)They told me to salute/worship/put my… Continue reading
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Nervous Breakdown
I don’t know about you, but I think something is terribly wrong. I think the people of the United States of America are having a nervous breakdown. Every day you hear/read/see stories about hate/violence/anger/really hateful anger/with words and guns/knives/cars, all… Continue reading
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long walks on
the feet are tired shuffling along rough roads streets that have not been repaved in a long time. the body carrying the memories of a childhood too long ago of teen years that are hidden in history books of sex… Continue reading
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Home: A Nomad’s Epic Journey
I have lived at over twenty-four addresses in my life, and this doesn’t include the ones where I lived twice at different times.The Bronx, New YorkMiddletown, New YorkThe Bronx, New YorkNew York, New YorkThe Bronx, New YorkWashington, D.C.Hartford, ConnecticutWashington, D.C.Inglewood,… Continue reading
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New York New York: Driving Me Crazy
I recently spent twelve days in New York, the city where I was born, attending a family memorial and doing research for several writing projects. This is the first of several essays I am writing to help me understand what… Continue reading
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New York New York: Loud
I recently spent twelve days in New York, the city where I was born, attending a family memorial and doing research for several writing projects. This is the first of several essays I am writing to help me understand what… Continue reading
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La La Land
June 24, 1984. 41 years ago. Baltimore-Washington Airport. I said my last goodbyes to J Daniel Johnson, a friend I’ve known since 1972, after he drove me up from D.C. During the ride, all we could talk about was how… Continue reading
