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Hi. I’m sorry. I don’t like you.

When I was in seventh grade, I clearly remember standing outside the doors of Clair E. Gale Jr. High before the first bell, telling a girl I went to school with that I didn’t want to hang out with her… Continue Reading →

First & Second Drafts

August 22, 2011 – we learned Angie died. There’s a phrase turning in my head — it’s still too new, too now to be of any use to me yet but I know it’s about you – about a hope… Continue Reading →

Because It’s That Fall Day – backstory

It baffles me to think that I remember exactly what I was wearing 26 years ago today. Green and black sweater with cropped jeans… tan leather jacket. About now, I was sitting in the stands at Ravsten Stadium with my… Continue Reading →

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