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A Minute with Michael: June 2015
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A Minute with Michael. Tuesday, June 30, 2015. The new streets aren’t like. The mean streets or the gold streets. Or even the neighborhood streets,. They are just streets where a variety. Of interconnected things just seem to happen. Streets of coincidence and timing,. Streets of random dumb luck and. A convalescence of circumstance. All conspiring to put that mish-mash. Into some sort of coherent form. The streets speak gibberish,. Their word is unreliable and. Sloppy and full of the worst. To say in th...
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A Minute with Michael: Underpass Party
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A Minute with Michael. Monday, August 3, 2015. Of bums and hobos,. Amid the traffic and the. Four or five homeless. Huddled together under the. Of the highway overhead,. They were all sweating. From the summer heat and. The compacted convection oven. Of living under and around the. They smelled like vinegar and. Fish, but they didn’t seem to. Know They ate like it was a. Urban picnic, in one of their. They smoke and ate and spoke. Of the days without care, of the easy life,. Traffic sped by them,.
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A Minute with Michael: Throwback Thursday Cool
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A Minute with Michael. Thursday, August 6, 2015. This whole “Throwback Thursday” thing had me curious about what I had written for this particular date in the past and I found a blog I wrote from August the 4. 2011 A healthy four years ago. I found it particularly amusing since it’s titled, “I’m just not cool”. Is it possible at some point I will attain some level of “Cool Dude” status? I don’t have any tattoos. I never got any. I didn’t think the meager selections of spider webs or C...And maybe that...
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A Minute with Michael: August 2015
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A Minute with Michael. Monday, August 31, 2015. Please Don't Ask Me. Are the burden of the polite. For the sake of politeness. Truly polite people remember. Things about you, your family,. Your life and don’t quiz you. Absently about the state of. Your dead parents, (still dead). That person you dated 15 years. Ago (Moved on), if. You still live in that place. By the thing, (you don’t.). The faux polite are a bane on. The genuine polite person. The faux polite ruin small. Talk, ruin morning coffee,.
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A Minute with Michael: September 2014
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A Minute with Michael. Monday, September 29, 2014. Here's some video of my poetry reading event from my book Never Said Enough. Available on Amazon.com. Wednesday, September 24, 2014. 8220;I feel silly,” she called from the bathroom. 8220;Just come out here and let me see you,” he said. 8220;No. This is dumb. I look…silly.”. Mel sat up in bed and adjusted the covers next to him. He smoothed out the place alongside himself for Amy. 8220;Fun for you. I think I look like a French whore,” said Amy. 8220;I kn...
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A Minute with Michael: May 2015
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A Minute with Michael. Tuesday, May 26, 2015. 8220;Is there a button I can push to make today better,” asked Roger. The clerk at the DMV didn’t look up from her computer screen. She barely acknowledged Roger’s attempt at humor. She kept typing while Roger stared at her. Roger wondered why she was typing so much since there was so little information that needed to be added to update his address information on his driver’s license. It seemed insane. 8220;Date a birth,” asked the clerk. Roger told her his o...
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A Minute with Michael: April 2015
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A Minute with Michael. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. The Clarity of Violence. A swelling voice rumbling. Over asphalt rivers,. Crashing and tearing at. Pillars of silence and. The first cracked pane,. The first remembered pain,. The shards of glass sparking. Memories of fire and fury. To be torn down. Rushes of pulses,. Waves of heat,. Regret long gone,. Power for the powerless,. Chaos for the masses,. Sweat on the brow,. A growl in the throat,. The hurled brick, stick. Flames roar on the pyre of. 8220;Wanna ...
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A Minute with Michael: March 2015
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A Minute with Michael. Monday, March 30, 2015. The Curious Moment of Curiosity. It was just another part of living the American dream. Erin considered the smell and wondered if maybe it wasn’t actually urine and crap and body odor, but rather, the smell of desperation. It was always that way, from the slums of the inner city, to the rural dive bars in Satan’s Pocket. 8220;Miss,” said Erin, “please, sit here.”. 8220;Oh, thank you so much,” said the young mother. The little girl shifted shyly on her mother...
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A Minute with Michael: Go Go Go Political Discourse!!!
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A Minute with Michael. Friday, August 7, 2015. Go Go Go Political Discourse! So politics, yeah, why not? Last night’s first Republican debate made me wonder what world these men want to take us back to. I don’t know if they realize that the Eisenhower Era is over and has been for a long time. That was when the United States, post WWII, was providing 90% of the Worlds goods. The rest of the planet was essentially devastated by war. Of course the U.S. would be profitable! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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A Minute with Michael: The Small Stuff to Sweat
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A Minute with Michael. Monday, August 10, 2015. The Small Stuff to Sweat. The Ant made its way across. I didn’t want to step on it. I hate stepping on ants when. They are outside doing their. It seems wrong to absently or. Little worlds just because I. Wasn’t watching where I was going. It seems so in-compassionate. There’s the Ant, just going along,. Working for the rest of the colony,. And suddenly, WHAM, stepped on. And up to Ant heaven to be judged. At the pearly Ant Hill by Ant St. Peter. Youre Just...
