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- Here's my photos of Savage Love Live at UAA, 9 Feb 2012. I'll have a story up later at Bent Alaska. #dansavage http://t.co/XHT4IilS @KTVA 8 hrs ago
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Category Archives: Nonfiction
Blinks
On Facebook, my friend David has been thinking about blinks. He posted a brief little meditation about it a few days ago, & this morning a wonderful short poem called “Blinking” that I wish I could post here but I … Continue reading
Posted in Greens, Nonfiction
Tagged 1962, 1994, blinks, cats, Columbia Falls, creative nonfiction, Dad, Dave, David Cheezem, Eight Lives, Facebook, Green family, Gretchen Legler, Lem the cat, Mark, Melz history, memory, Mer, Mom, Montana, Rozz, UAA, Whylie, writing
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Hiisi
(For the Scheherazade Project, on the theme of fear. Constructive criticism always welcome.) Last night I told Rozz, I’m not always at the edge of the pit, but I’m never far from it either. She said, That thing you call … Continue reading
Posted in depression, No Way Way, Nonfiction
Tagged Hiisi, Scheherazade Project, the pit
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