My Friends Are Dead

Created: 07/07/2008 2:48am

My friends are dead. And, of course, I don't judge the dead any differently than the living. Most of us have had the same dreams, the same hopes, the same thoughts of wonder during the frostbitten night. I sometimes find myself back ...

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Communion

Created: 12/06/2009 12:20pm

I awoke this morning to the sound of a quiet shuffle, spanning the hardwood floors of our house. Her footsteps approached the door, gently opened it, and kissed me good morning before she set out. My stomach was knotted from the drinking, but the few hours of sleep had served me better than expected...

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