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Okay, so I haven’t updated the blog in months now. I’ve been busy, what can I say. Actually, laziness has a lot to do with it, too. I’ve got a lot of writing I need to do–not just here, but I have a comic book script that is overdue and another one that I need to finish before the twins get here.

Read more on Damn, I’m lazy….

we withdrew into the song of a sea shell and the whisper of the
ocean floor offered us its final call.

holding our thoughts like a deep breath we surrendered to the
serenity of the billowing waves.

Read more on Kona…

I removed the bedsheets, took down the drapes and
replaced them with blinds, rearranged the furniture.

I painted the walls white, ripped up the carpet to
reveal the hardwood floors beneath, scrubbed the
bathtub and shower. All of her things are gone,
     every last little reminder I can find.

Read more on Adjustment…

I am often caught by my reflection in glass, usually
in a window, and my own face startles me. I’m not
sure what I expect to see there. It is always a
stranger looking back, an old man not unlike my father
     but less like his little boy.

Read more on Glass…

A poem about my good ol’ uncle Joe…