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Random Thought: Updates

It’s been a while since I last got a chance to sit and write. Today’s an exception as there’s been unfortunate news relating to most fronts here at Short Stack. Promptly Friday with TA Rindler will resume in a week … Continue reading

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Sunday with Dave: Inflict

The task demands a containment, fighting in one’s self, no mercy for the ailing, think against settling, just the convergence that loosens,

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Sunday with Dave: Disingenuous

The lie is moot, I haven’t claimed as far as the gross expects, sprints and cuts, this life has a chronology breaking at the edges,

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Sunday with Dave: Behind Ahead

Nerve senses the push scouring within it must leave only the durable illusion that else than act fraught massacred in decree a simple strip to imagine then move

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Sunday with Dave: Tour Guide

“Tour Guide” The question of visible and watched, the reburrowing guilt of having violated we the seen, the division of who is indigenous to which path or stoop, a random welcome,

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Sunday with Dave: We Old Guys

“We Old Guys” Before the curb, a decline in will, when aged men fight, we struggle for dead air.

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Sunday with Dave: Last Day’s Lesson Plan

“Last Day’s Lesson Plan” Study is the record of my blindness that reminds me I cannot stay too long, the questions become foci for limited turns outside of bounds,

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In My Head: Madrid & Barcelona

Excuse my language, but jet lag is a bitch. I hate jumping forward and backward in time. Why do we have time zones? It’s been one week, and I’ve yet to fully recover from my flight from Brazil to Madrid. By … Continue reading

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Sunday with Dave: FOB

“FOB” Holdings and exchanges, the past cells, brands, tongs, garrotes, a common history that too few will not refuse to see. The present isolation, desperation to replace the chains and manacles,

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Sunday with Dave: Reading Through Walls

“Reading Through Walls” Born into the counterfeit of awe, a lesion speaks in the emulative, when stillness bargains to upstage plaques,

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