Tag Archives: exile

but what i mean is

but what i mean is                            December 20, 2015 we haven’t spoken since we had land-lines and dial-up but your voice still feels like home and soothes the ache from my exile. you ask what … Continue reading

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homesick

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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