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homesick sometimes i think i hear a train whistle or smell pine and aspen i’m lonely for home my brain plays tricks on my heart with these little hallucinations of my mountain town exile is killing me memory by memory … Continue reading

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Time Warp

An old friend stopped by tonight.  We’ve talked twice, both times at parties, in the last 7 years.  But at the last party we re-connected a bit better.  And tonight he was in the neighborhood and dropped in with a … Continue reading

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I’m missing the cool (er) summers of the high Rockies.  It’s been hot enough to cook on the sidewalk the last week. I want to move away before I feel any more attached to being here.  This is a desolate … Continue reading

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