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Twenty-Three

Every day, twenty-three men who are not allowed to see their children commit suicide.

Step 97

"What do you want?" she asked. We were lying on our backs, gazing up at the star-studded sky. There was no moon that night. Still, so far out of town, the wide space above us was bright with the glow... Continue Reading →

If I Know Then

Last week I turned thirty-six years old. It didn’t bother me. Birthdays now are really just another day and when you have kids, most of the attention stays with them anyhow. It’s not a big deal. I could’ve turned forty-five and I would probably feel the same. Maybe a little more achy. The most I can hope for when it comes to birthday celebrations is spending time with people I love, doing things I enjoy. I mean really, what else is there?

That Hopey Changey Thing

Remember when Sarah Palin stood up in front of a crowd in 2010 and asked, "How's that hopey, changey thing workin' out?" At the time I thought that speech was absurd because if anything stifled the "hope" movement of the Obama era, it was the obstinate Republican Congress. Lately, I have to admit Sarah, it's been a long road.

Mornings with Soren

When I find myself in times of trouble, I don't usually turn to Mother Mary. "Let it be" has never been good enough. I've sung that song to myself many times over, reminding my heart that "when the night is... Continue Reading →

From Necessity to Hobby: The Devolution of the Home Garden

Considering food is one of the three main staples for survival, you'd think people would pay more attention to where it comes from and how it's grown. I think it's unfortunate that "organic" food has become a luxury for the... Continue Reading →

Hautian Heroes: Mission of the Market

A quick examination of Vigo County alone reveals much about the economic condition of rural Indiana. As of 2015 the poverty rate was 20.4% among households, 25.2% among children under the age of 18. (Stats Indiana, 2017) That means in... Continue Reading →

Short Story Long

Did you know there are word lengths associated with different story types? Oh, you did? Well, yeah, me too. Duh! Right? Ha...heh...okay.... So I have trouble with categorizing things sometimes. When is a short story really short, or just flash... Continue Reading →

Into an Indiana Sunset

There’s just something about driving west on 40 on a Sunday evening, staring into the sunset. Particularly when the woman you love says "Let's take the backroads home" because you know you're thinking the same thing. That bright yellow-orange ball... Continue Reading →

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