He Cried in Hatred

I don't write much poetry—and after you read my efforts below, no doubt you'll feel that's probably the right choice, and that's the way it should stay. However, following the recent arrests of a couple of very good friends of mine, protesting the United States Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) in New York a couple …

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Lazy Sunday Afternoons… No Work, No Pens, No Worries

Having one of those Sundays where I was doing my absolute best to avoid any kind of actual work, I found myself passing by my wife's office. Her little sanctum is directly opposite my own, but far enough away that I'm not in any immediate danger of sitting at my computer. As I've said before, …

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You’re Never Too Old To Listen To Your Mother

Do lightweight, motivational messages, on internet memes irritate you? Just a bit? They kind of do that to me. A few months ago I could have used a motivational message or two, and frankly, was about ready to give up on a lot of things... PhD., research, writing, you name it; anything but family. I …

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Definition In Two Parts: Fear

A few years back, I took a creative writing course at the start of my PhD. I've always enjoyed writing, and the prof' running it that year, was generally thought of as a great person to study with, so I grabbed the opportunity... and loved it. What follows, was one of the tasks we were …

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