Category Archives: American cantos

Blaze

A thrill runs through them – swarming in the darkness cast by the night sky – as a man steps to the microphone And harangues.. A moment before they were a hundred lives with a thousand cares milling about in … Continue reading

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From Arizona to Missouri

In the summer of 2007, I had an epiphany. It was about, of all things, Rock, Paper, Scissors. Rock, Paper, Scissors is a non-transitive method of decision between two people, wherein each secretly picks one of the items and they … Continue reading

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The Memory of Pain

Awhile back, I had a toothache. I don’t mean a sort of ache-in-the-gums, vague, “oh, I’d better brush more regularly” toothache. I am talking about a full-blown nuclear meltdown in my teeth. Throughout my life I have been blessed with … Continue reading

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Takings and Leavings

Let’s just take a moment Take stock of where we stand. I could take you all the way If you’d just take my hand. I can take direction When your writing’s on the wall I will always take your side … Continue reading

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Meaning Between Extremes

The fact I walk in darkness Doesn’t mean I love the night And the fact I didn’t see it Doesn’t mean I’ve lost my sight. The fact I won’t surrender Doesn’t mean I want to fight. And the fact it … Continue reading

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A Tide Between

Two bodies whirl past each other, reaching across the void tugging at each other’s centers pulling each other into a dance they circle a common center If things were simple, if they were simple The dance would be eternal A … Continue reading

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The King Lies Dying

The King lies dying. Night after night, awake in his bed at an unholy hour, he feels his life leaking out of his body, gathering in limp black pools in the pits of his history, like the sweat that congeals … Continue reading

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Sometimes the worst thing is saying, “I’m sorry”.

So, last Saturday (Sep 11), a paper in Maine ran a story about the local celebrations at the end of Ramadan the day before.  It was a pretty innocuous piece, a typical fluff article about local culture. Then the Internet … Continue reading

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A fantastic visual response to “Show us your papers” in AZ…

From the cartoonist Lee Judge ( http://media.kansascity.com/images/cartoons/judge/04-2010/judge_04272010_700.jpg)

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Health of the Republic: Reset to 50%

It’s been a while since I’ve updated this ticker.  And it remains completely arbitrary, of course.  But with a new administration taking hold of the reins, it’s time for some (cautious) optimism about the restoration of the Republic.  I have … Continue reading

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