life
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When chicks who wouldn’t give you the time of day in school or college hit you up randomly for the first time in twenty years, offering to do horrific things only found in foreign, dark alley porn theaters, for baby formula… I’d say you’ve made it as an artist. -Rev.
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Shoveling soot in micro doses As sunset cleanses another The city is oddly quiet Recovering from yesterday’s horrible realization of Monday And prepping to hump Midway through a nameless scorcher Soon to be considered reasonably and seasonally cool As the summer day fades to black, I see the same skies I saw in childhood, but…
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Recent events have led me to believe that my services are outdated in the physical world. My body no longer functions to the likings of modern society. The timing is perfect. I’m fifty-one years old now but I live the life of a millennial. My wife is significantly younger, the bread-winner of the household, and…
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According to sources, she passed away peacefully at 2am holding the hand of her best friend. Man, what a blessing. Who could ask for anything more? I can’t imagine a better way for someone like her to go. Lisa Rosselot. Geez; this girl. It was June 24th, 1989. My fellow nerds may realize that as…
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Have you taken the ride?
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That book you read about the vampire isn’t real. That book you read about the ghost isn’t real. That book you read about the werewolf isn’t real That book about the man in the clouds who watches you when you poop, screw, and live your day to day life; that one’s real. Also, if you…
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It’s been a minute, and I’m in the perfect spot to let ‘er rip. I’m in the parking lot of the Dallas Country Club. It’s not necessarily my chosen wake up spot. It’s complicated how I got here, actually. I rolled down my window, screamed “wassssaaaaappp!” to the gate guards, and drove in behind a…
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I’ve been married four times so I consider myself somewhat an expert on the subject. If not the act of marriage, then surely the act of divorce. Unfortunately, I don’t have a law degree, which means I cannot profit from this experience. I’m an ordained minister, though; performed a couple dozen weddings. I take “donations”.…
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My writing career began in a miserable blur in the bowels of early MySpace, then Facebook, and stayed that way until I killed it a couple of years ago. It’s been a long, strange trip – mostly because I insisted at the moment – but the trip needed to end. I’m slowly cleaning out all…
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Holy Snickerdoodles-in-a-pie-pie-pan! Life is strange. One second I’m scrubbing the toilet (like a good husband should), and the explanation presents itself. I was just telling my wife earlier today how it seems like my mind has slowed down as of late. Not in an old-man sort of way, but like that of an addict “sleeping…
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The curse is steadily lifting. After two decades of shadows, both literally and figuratively, I can see a pinprick of light in the distance. Karma is real. I’m tired of living out my days haunted by a single mistake; one I now realize I was baited into. I’ve forgiven myself, and that should be enough…
The Gonzo Wolf 