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Trying to hold it together, keep it together, fit it together, make it work together, stay together forever. Life is just obeying physics, trying to get to its lowest state of energy. A life alone. Uphill, we continue. Soundtrack of Mi Vida: So Many Roads-Fink

Gate C22 At gate C22 in the Portland airport a man in a broad-band leather hat kissed a woman arriving from Orange County. They kissed and kissed and kissed. Long after the other passengers clicked the handles of their carry-ons and wheeled briskly toward short-term parking, the couple stood there, arms wrapped around each other [...]

Lately I’ve a been a hermit trying to understand the donut hole in my otherwise sweet life. Reading and writing my way to (fill) the middle. On the fringes of understanding something bigger than this apartment room. Wallpaper 1 A room papered with clippings: newsprint in bulging patches none of them mention our names gone [...]

I see, sense the rhyme in life but sometimes the reason is lost on me. Tact by Edwin Arlington Robinson OBSERVANT of the way she told So much of what was true, No vanity could long withhold Regard that was her due: She spared him the familiar guile, So easily achieved, That only made a [...]