Category Archives: Thoughts

So, Am I Out Now?

I’ve had a tough time figuring out how to approach National Coming Out Day for a while now, mostly because I haven’t really known whether coming out was something for me or not. And by that I don’t just mean … Continue reading

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Parting

How cruel a thing to achieve a dream forsaken. I picture your eyes as last I saw you, The wonder sealed within, As you beckoned me to follow, To approach the ripple’s edge— For there, Where once but air had … Continue reading

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Pleasure Cruise

At first it actually garnered a chuckle. There was plenty of shrieking, of course, as much from surprise as anything else, but even as a good number of the passengers began to flee the ballroom in hopes of sparing their … Continue reading

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Hush

The train is running late, and the man in the pointy shoes taps his left foot three times in irritation. Three quick taps, and then nothing. A pause. Then three quick taps again. He shifts in his seat, removing his … Continue reading

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Neverland

It’s not really a door in a tree or a passage through a grandfather clock, or even a wardrobe. We think of fairy dust and magic rings, an afternoon that somehow tumbles on and on, and we long for the … Continue reading

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Autopilot

When did it get dark? Late afternoon seems minutes ago, but now the sky is dense and inky. You adjust quickly, but the question hangs a moment. You don’t wonder so much why you didn’t notice it before. It’s more … Continue reading

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Encounter

It was raining when I reached the station, and a knotted crowd occupied every inch of dry space underneath the platform shelter. No umbrella to hand and not quite soaked through, I opted to remain on the stairs–where there was … Continue reading

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