Jazz and Tragedy

  It was a summer night in the city. I should have gone home, but the mood was just too much. I caught the fever. Something about the hymns from the stage, and the juice in my glass making love like the wind and sea. Into the night sky I was launched, or somewhere dark.…

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I Get Lonely Too

Too often we are reminded of the bounds of our humanity. ¬†Awakened from the peaceful rest of the good times, a brash whisper that reminds us how fragile we are.¬† Over time we’ve become a people so weathered and jaded by the perplexities of living. We try to busy ourselves, doing things, digging through this…

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