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After Ron Martin and I exchanged Facebook comments on the nature of beauty and the merits (or lack thereof) of ‘enhancing’ images, I visited his profile page where I found…
After Ron Martin and I exchanged Facebook comments on the nature of beauty and the merits (or lack thereof) of ‘enhancing’ images, I visited his profile page where I found…
hack and kill a poem by punkie Hack and Kill went up the hill To see whom they might slaughter. Just for kicks they fired their…
In the summer of 2012, I was cracking up (not in a good way). I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. So I did both. Often. And intensely. Things…
I write. I write a play. A book. A blog post. A dozen blog posts. Hundreds of blog posts. Articles and particles, bits and pieces, nuts and bolts. A lifetime. I…