Happiness. It's relative.
When the executive director of an organization I worked with fell deathly ill and was lying in a coma in a nearby hospital, his associate director asked me what he should do. I was puzzled by this, first, that he would need to ask… Continue Reading “The Mourning After”
Don’t hit me again Then weep on your knees, wring hands Keep your wickedness ____________________ Photo by Ian Espinosa on Unsplash
Leaving Las Vegas in the dark, I see the city as if it was built on a giant raft floating in an endless black sea. The street lights stop at sharp edges, no meandering lights trail off. It’s as if a razor shaped the… Continue Reading “High Roller”
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