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Confessions of a PK

One time, I was angry. Just a simple understatement.  There once was a time when all I could see were the red veins swelling beneath my forehead. Finding myself perpetually clenching my fists. Appearing as though at any second I could…

I remember…

…standing the midst of a multitude. A gathering of people who seemed to be growing larger and larger with each step I took. Moonlight, we walked, only able to see a few feet in front of us. They closed in…

Stifled by Bitterness

You do things and do things and nobody really has a clue. – John Updike, Rabbit, Run Boundless, restless, contempt pervades longing. Is it all for naught?   Eloquence, flawless diction, smooth talking, words are lost, shattered to rubble. Nowhere…

the faint memories of Kenya

The sun hangs overhead, sweat drips from my brow. It trickles down my cheek, plastering dust to my face. Dust has coated my beard. Each drip of sweat streaming down the brow in my eye, results in a stinging sensation.…