Monthly Archives: September 2017

But…They’re Muslims.

What if the Rohingya were Christians? What if they were Jews? What if we didn’t listen to the news and cared about everybody instead? What if we viewed their dead the same as our own? Villages burning by the dozen might … Continue reading

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Those Eyes

Life on a farm. Sometimes, animals die and sometimes, you have to kill them. This morning, our dogs caught a young deer and critically wounded her. The bloodcurdling cries woke my wife and I, and as I ran outside screaming … Continue reading

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Sometimes late at night as the wind whispers and the trees talk, as the rain sings in harmony, if you listen closely you can hear the universe thinking

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What if

What if this was it, what if tonight I cashed in my chips? What if the sun refused to rise, and what if there isn’t any prize?

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Death and Taxes

Nothing can be said to be certain in this life except death and taxes and death funded by taxes

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Some Days

Some days we suffocate faster than others some days we go slow because a little more air is let in but, at the end of the day it’s the same result  

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What would you do?

What would you do if you saw someone drowning? What if you saw someone else kicking the drowning victim back down as they struggled for air, struggled to stay above water? What would you do if you lived in Gaza?

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