Flash fiction, essays and ramblings from a Minneapolis writer.
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on Nov 18, 2011Dear Mrs. (redacted),So you told (redacted) that his dad wants to see him again. Told him his dad was working hard and seeing doctors and trying to be better.It appears you listen well. I understand the blind have that ability. I can only attribute y...
on Oct 23, 2011The unpaid hands, the unheralded servants.The necessary passed off as brilliance. The immaterial passed off as so much more.The loss. The knowing. The somehow luck about it all.Serves you right indeed. Somehow. Someway. Some knowing. Never all.So why...
on Sep 30, 2011i copied an illustration of a fist held high and i screen-printed it on a sign and i walked with that sign through downtown anywhere holding it head-high in order to obscure my eyes and when asked i said the illustration represented me and when asked...
on Sep 24, 2010once i was good.once i was honest.once i was lonely and once i was alone.once i missed and once i longed, once i waited and once i left.once i returned, again, anew.and once again i was good.
on Sep 10, 2010so what of those collated buildings rising stark against september rains. eight years is plenty time to memorize certain patterns.the latest journey north is one left to recollection. the last this, the last that.memories and such.you know.goodbyes.
on Sep 10, 2010sometimes you ask questions, you just cannot help it, question after question, each one suggesting—okay, requesting—okay okay, demanding, every now and again—an honesty you aren't entirely convinced you deserve.you've worked hard for this intim...